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It's the skinny nigga, Triple Six Fuck I got 'em horrified Run up on 'em with the stick, i'm bussin till the morning time Drill a nigga like a loose socket, yeah it's turtle time Shells on top of shells, running pockets like a suicide I'm in love with the bangers Yeah it's boy meets world and I'm fucking Topanga If you run up I'll change ya Got my gun up from sun up to sun up I never knew another motherfucker who could ride against me Whole lotta money from the bottom with me You try to get me, drive a Bentley to the side of Kennedy Nigga act a fool Howling at the moon, keeping vipers as pets I'm hella picky with the bitches that I like to select But if you got P's of them cookies then we might could connect And you will get your ass changed like your diaper was wet You run up on us with dat boy Two cannons strapped on my shoulder like a Blastoise What the fuck was that noise When the Glock pop, nigga 9 shots to your body Now you're food for the earthworm Chop chop, move fast when i'm coming for that ass I'ma blast, I'ma buck, I'ma let it burn Fuck school nigga, kill shit Letras de cancionesHit the kill switch Kill Bill shit Not the one you wanna deal with Fuck school nigga, kill shit Hit the kill switch Kill Bill shit Not the one you wanna deal with Not the one you wanna deal with Not the one you wanna deal with Not the one you wanna deal with Not the one you wanna deal with Well I be posted with a selected few Pop that pussy, that's a nice ass view My homies are real and you really ain't true Met a bitch by the bay, never say "I do" She wanna get with me, she wanna be in my city Shit, I don't even know her like that So get back 'fore your ass get attacked by the pack And I never do slack 2 Phones Shawty, they be dancing like the need a pole My niggas shoot (shoot) bitch, like they need a ghost Bought 2 phones, 2 cups stowed so I fucked her twice See my niggas face the blunt, she can't even face life I say bitch it's lil Pouya, no need for no rumors No need for no losers, my bitch cool but i'm cooler Fifty-five pussy old cougar Oh my God, I really can't breathe Walk over me, i'ma break your knees Miami is where I be And bitch it's double cleaned in bleach Need a zanpakuto just to cut it And if a nigga try to run up Finna leave his ass looking like a hollow Bands, by the lead singer Went solo and got made And "Keeping Up With Kim K." the only time you seen 'ye Fuck school nigga, kill shit Hit the kill switch Kill Bill shit Not the one you wanna deal with Fuck school nigga, kill shit Hit the kill switch Kill Bill shit Not the one you wanna deal with Not the one you wanna deal with Not the one you wanna deal with Not the one you wanna deal with Not the one you wanna deal with From Letras Mania