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killzodi - whodidit? lyrics

tired of these fake hoes
i put that on my d+mn bro
caught up my slatt navi, he ain’t in the navy
bust that cat, go vroom
we got sticks in the mercedes
i can’t keep them bases, faces on my blue paper
my lul homie+ yo dead homie
we don’t speak on dead but he a fed
we don’t seek no cred but he a rat
we bust down yo door
his gat was dirty so we switched the poles
put two in the back of his head, he striked a pose
i heard that yo bro was an informant, can’t trust no soul
(i don’t even trust myself, why the f+ck would i trust you)
we go round for round
r.i.p. to jackboy, heard he was never found
debo got popped, kyle got dropped (d+mn, for real)
i don’t know who did it though
watched his body drop, folded
yeah, he touched his toes
all i do is wake up, count these racks then i repeat (yeah)
diamonds on my t++th, blacked the coupe out we discreet
drive by that lul p+ssy crib, spray it, he deleted
ion pay no fee, he p+ssy he payin’ for keeps
we playin’, we sweepin’ the streets
i’m playin’, i’m f+ckin the sheets
he prayin’, he goin’ out bad
we layin’, he goin’ out sad
choppa it got no safety
he lyin’, he speakin’ on dead sh+t
he cryin’, that’s pathetic
yea i said this, ridin’ round with k!llas
stay round wit dem felons
stay round with them dogs, they shoot yo head, shoot yo melon
you been stayin’ round with b+tches, hoes, sl+ts, p+ssies, yeah they tellin’
who done shot yo boy, i ain’t tellin’ em
who done caught yo boy lackin’, i ain’t sellin’ em

- killzodi lyrics

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