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percatric - hot wirez lyrics

[intro]
hahahaha

[verse]
run him down with fye, he up in a quip
run him down with fye, he runnin’ a quip
hit the f+ck+boy, hit them in his lip
know if i don’t beef, you can’t hit
slime my n[?] two+faced, harvey dent
suck fit with them wretches then
everything i crank out, he gon’ tap
but it’s kit his ar, it don’t miss
then i’m myself, but they gon’ hear me out
send your f+ckin’ chick, checkin’ my swag out
you already know what i got, what i got in the bag now
you gon’ trip like that n[?] when i pull a stack out
[?] street, we in a dope home
she rock with a cute ass, i wanna bone
they like, “30, how you get on track since lolla?” b+tch
hit hard, i’ma turn up
gen 5, ’05, gon’ poke him up
i got hotwired like a stolen car
you ain’t on your grind, you ain’t up to par
i’m right thеre where you lеft me
throw your sh+t aside
on the game, i’ma leave my mop
i was going through some motherf+ckin’ sh+t, thought i was cursed
n[?] known ’em, that they play their games to irl, they gotta kirk him
p+ssy boy
p+ssy boy, your job taken
i was down bad, i ain’t call you, i got it
i’on need that help, i got it
serve my opps a prada, word, make ’em eat they words
what you mean you said that? n[?] thought that sh+t hurt
real n[?], i ain’t gon’ cry
my revenge is go get my money long

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