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w3 - fuck dat shit up!! lyrics

[intro: afourteen]
yeah, yeah, yuh (f+ck)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (f+ck that sh+t up)

[chorus: afourteen]
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, yuh, ayy (yeah)
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, yuh, ayy
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy (hi, i’d like to introduce you to w3)

[verse 1: w3]
f+ck that sh+t up bad
i just got back from buying a gat
this [?] flap on the side of my ass
turn you to a ghost [?] what is my mask
my gun is f+cked up, and i throw it in the trash
as i light up a smoke, all you f+ggots to ash
body will sit you back down on your ass
and hope that you know i’m not p+ssy to flash that sh+t
she wan’ come and suck on the tip of my d+ck ’til i bust on her face
and i got a gun that starts up some raps ’cause i [?] blue hit the face
[?] and watts on the radio, like is it the buick from 99? gas to the face
we with afourteen, so a p+ssy boy trippin’, i stay with a ghost, pointed right at your brain

[chorus: afourteen]
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy (yeah)
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy (ayy, ayy)
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy
[verse 2: gxwatts]
p+ssy+ass n+gga, don’t f+ck with me
i’m with w3 and afourteen
we’re gonna pull up on your block and pop your spleen
to leave you out to bleed on the street
b+tch, get off of my c+ck
you just some opps, heard you been talkin’ a lot
b+tch, f+ck what you thought
now yo’ ass shot, n+gga, you dеserve what you got
pop pop goes thе glock
now yo’ head don’t got no thoughts
ha+ha, got yo’ crops
now you know we smokin’ up
stupid+ass n+gga, we know that you brain+dead
runnin’ in circles, you don’t got meaning
f+ck on your girl, she’ll love that i please it
i’ma be cuffin’ yo’ b+tch like a policeman

[chorus: afourteen]
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy (yeah)
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy (ayy, ayy)

[verse 3: afourteen]
aye yuh, f+ck that sh+t up (yeah), ayy
aye, got a beam and this b+tch on my nuts, ayy
you get beat up, i got that gun range (yuh)
you get ripped off, dive off in the mosh stain
i got the big bag, and it stay on a b+tch
c+ck out when i’m bangin’ the b+tch
c+ck out when i rock out, ayy, yuh
my iphone is cracked, ayy
p+ssy come through, i break her back, yuh
and i fall through with a powder sack, a blast
pull the sledgehammer out and go get whacked, bad, uh
[chorus: afourteen]
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy (yeah)
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy (ayy, ayy)
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy
f+ck, f+ck that sh+t up, ayy (ayy, ayy)

[outro]
(b+tch, hxxligvns take yo’ face off)

- w3 lyrics

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