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marrgielaa – evil anthem lyrics

uh
f+ck dat n+gga
b+tch
stupid ah n+gga
annoyin ah b+tch (on god)
the f+ck
lil b+tch

(marrgielaa)
brand new bag im winnin
big ar jus to put it in it
real trap music n+gga ian singin
my diamonds ice n+gga yeah they blingin
ian a nice n+gga b+tch im sinnin
that b+tch is a nat why is u defendin
if i catch a rat n+gga ima end him (ong, b+tch)
the dot on his face like the end of a sentence
back door n+gga the f+ck is an entrance
(ight f+ck it im not gon relax no more f+ck dat sh+t)
k!ll yo baby n this sh+t gettin tragic
glock on me turn a n+gga to past tense
trap b+tch say she lovin my accent
glock make him disappear like magic
reappear jus so i can re+slap him
k!ll his mama den that n+gga start laughin
real n+gga b+tch im not wit da actin
sip drank cuz that sh+t is relaxin
off a perc and it feel like im laggin
gun down if i heard that he flaggin
want a feat? wеll n+gga im taxin
if i want yo b+tch den ima have it
ar and dis sh+t automatic
k!ll his daughter say i dont know what happеn b+tch
f+ck that (on god)

(slump6s)
gang
street n+gga man im outa the juvie
tie that n+gga like a mf bubble
in da game man i dont needa huddle
(wait wait wait lemme redo it, b+tch)
glock hit him make that lil n+gga stumble
2 straps ian talkin a couple
big bag and i make that sh+t double
(alright lemme t up fr, gang)
we poppin him like a oxy
u got a man but i know that he not me
im at the top and ain’t no one can top me
she at my crib and she tryin to top me
i needa bag, asap no rocky
i know he mad why he ain’t shot me? (shoot me)
f+ck, im always messin it up
n+gga talk down then we sendin him up
told me come over she setting me up
i know u hurt but i dont give a f+ck
my n+ggas scorin that sh+t like a puck
4 leaf clover boy u outta luck
he say its up den we sendin him down
wet him up den we lettin him drown
skinny n+gga but im movin da pounds
rich n+gga im tha talk of tha town

- marrgielaa lyrics

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