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starii wes - hellfire freestyle lyrics

i got guns (yeah, yeah)
counting funds (huh, yeah, yeah)
rob a n+gga sh+t (huh, huh)

rob a n+gga b+tch (huh)

if you try me, you get dealt with
yeah, don′t lie to me or you get pelt, b+tch
yeah, always stand up for myself (yeah, ayy)
think i’m insane i need some help (yeah, ayy)
i be dreaming bout murder
yeah, murder, murder, k!ll, more murder
yeah, money s+x and drugs in that order (huh, yeah)
we the type to cause disorder
if it ain′t bout money, i don’t wanna talk
yeah, racks up in my pants, i can’t even walk
yeah, he think he so street but he don′t got a gun (huh, yeah)
he think that he me, but that boy just my son
told em i can rap, wasn′t lying (huh)
i can do this sh+t without trying (huh, yeah)
if you play with me, you dying (huh, huh)
now i got yo family crying
huh, ain’t that sad?
should′ve stayed yo ass inside
you don’t be outside, b+tch, you ain′t bout that
all you n+ggas p+ssy, call yo ass a cat
riding with a uzi, and i’m in that scat
yeah, i′m in her coochie, you don’t know bout that
you ain’t got no hoes, heard that boy a fruit
caught him at the light, now he leaking juice
yeah

h+llfire (hey, ayy)
h+llfire (yeah, yeah)
he get fried up (yeah)
talking sh+t, he get fried up
h+llfire (hey, ayy)
h+llfire (yeah, yeah)
he get fried up (yeah)
talking sh+t, he get fried up

- starii wes lyrics

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