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king fabero - who could it be lyrics

(hookx2)
who could it be it’s that k i n g the the capital fab coming up outta the ghetto with beretta next to me i be on a k!lling spree you f+ck with us u end up dead in them indio steeets

(verse x1)
i’m on a mission
selling all these pills serving you with no prescription
aiming with my glock got my trigger finger itching not missing when i get to pull on my gat
don’t say the n word in my raps ese cause i ain’t black i rep the raza notjkmg but corridors i be bumping in my casa que pasa bumping while i’m cruising when i’m in the ranfla my jefa told me not to go an worry juras knocking on the door you better go and hide your 40
really on a mission 1 am it’s kinda late
looking for that p+ssy motjerf+cker always hating
cruising thru ur hood the place where u never stay
i heard u was no good if u ever hit up state
cl!ck clack bang ghetto gang got u stressing
you will never catch me naked cause i keep a smith and western
got your b+tch wanting d+ck and i know she feel the pressure
ghettoboyz run the streets f+ck with us and we will get ya

- king fabero lyrics

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