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83hades - bandsk كلمات الأغنية

the crmsyn chin

drop his set, i been those (‘kay)
lil bro gon get his ribs broke
take a pic but don’t get close
n_nine on me, what’s the info?
sneakin’ through ya window, f_ck yo’ moms when you is not home (raagh, raagh, raagh)
sneak up on him when he all alone (boom!)
p_ssy only got one chromosome (blah, blah!)
you a white dude droppin’ n_bombs but you only say when you on the phone
when i’m on a mission i be reminiscin’ bout how i’m tryna get yo head blown
f_flexin’ bands on instagram but when you zoom in, all you see is ones
you ain’t got no hissin, all your music sh_t, i can’t even call you no one and done

when i walk in, get sh_t poppin’, bring the dots in, now you outta luck
you can talk sh_t, you can jock sh_t but i never seen you postеd wit’ a gun
c_choppa gonna get his family f_cked (f_cked)
i’on еven gotta keep it tucked
that sh_t too big like a broomstick, you gon’ see me far when i’m runnin’ up
s_s_say you crip but you false flaggin’, got screenshots to show u not crackin’ (grrrah)
you be suckin’ d_ck, i wouldn’t put it past him
chop got a scope, i’m talkin’ bolt action
what i’m bringing fully automatic, chop be rainin’ sh_lls, you don’t want no static
hear ’em pitter patter, that boy been a actor, choppin’ off his head onto a dinner platter
and he think he tough, but it won’t be a factor
pull up on ya b_tch and sent my dogs at her (aha!)
tryna k!ll me but it won’t matter
cause i’m the type to get his brain splattered
you the type that be name jocking, og 80 i be name droppin’
we be pullin’ up on dominic, no we not afraid to get them ks poppin
why the f_ck you think his face throbbin’
talk hard but you not robbin’
p_ssy boy you is not rvr3 go on live promo it’s what you coppin’
bro even begged me for features (what?)
told little bro that i’m not rockin’ with it
hop out the h_llcat, you still in a civic
bands in ya name but you still couldn’t get it
i’m finna jump like a frog, ribbit
watch how i grip on the chop, rip it
i’ma just give em the clip, snippet
hit up your shorty she down for a d_ckin’
you got arrested for a parkin’ ticket
knock off his dreads, man i just couldn’t miss it
you play a song and the crowd turn to crickets
stack up yo’ money, sh_t tall as a midget
think of ya face when i’m out on a mission
f_ck yo’ dead people, they graves gon’ get p_ssed in
i’m movin’ weight like a mo’f_ckin’ piston
sh_t on ya head like a mo’f_ckin’ pigeon
you can get popped, i’m not talkin’ prescriptions
asking yo’ dad for a gl!ck like it’s christmas
big 83, i’m the best in the business
wanna be me but you can’t see my vision
nail his ass right on the cross like a christian
hit his lil’ head cause i got precision
look at ya face, that sh_t need a revision—
drop his set, i been those (‘kay)
lil bro gon get his ribs broke
take a pic but don’t get close
n_nine on me, what’s the info?
sneakin’ through ya window, f_ck yo’ moms when you is not home (raagh, raagh, raagh)
sneak up on him when he all alone (boom!)
p_ssy only got one chromosome (blah, blah!)
you a white dude droppin’ n_bombs but you only say when you on the phone
when i’m on a mission i be reminiscin’ bout how i’m tryna get yo head blown
flexin’ bands on instagram but when you zoom in, all you see is ones
you ain’t got no hissin, all your music sh_t, i can’t even call you no one and done

when i walk in, get sh_t poppin’, bring the dots in, now you outta luck
you can talk sh_t, you can jock sh_t but i never seen you posted wit’ a gun
c_choppa gonna get his family f_cked (f_cked)
i’on even gotta keep it tucked
that sh_t too big like a broomstick, you gon’ see me far when i’m runnin’ up
say you crip but you false flaggin’, got screenshots to show u not crackin’ (grrrah)
you be suckin’ d_ck, i wouldn’t put it past him
chop got a scope, i’m talkin’ bolt action
what i’m bringing fully automatic, chop be rainin’ sh_lls, you don’t want no static
hear ’em pitter patter, that boy been a actor, choppin’ off his head onto a dinner platter
and he think he tough, but it won’t be a factor (aha!)
pull up on ya b_tch and sent my dogs at her
tryna k!ll me but it won’t matter
cause i’m the type to get his brain splattered
you the type that be name jocking, og 80 i be name droppin’
we be pullin’ up on dominic, no we not afraid to get them ks poppin (grrrah!)
why the f_ck you think his face throbbin’
talk hard but you not robbin’
p_ssy boy you is not rvr3 go on live promo it’s what you coppin’
bro even begged me for features (what? what? what?)
told little bro that i’m not rockin’ with it
hop out the h_llcat, you still in a civic
bands in ya name but you still couldn’t get it
i’m finna jump like a frog, ribbit
watch how i grip on the chop, rip it
i’ma just give em the clip, snippet
hit up your shorty she down for a d_ckin’
you got arrested for a parkin’ ticket
knock off his dreads, man i just couldn’t miss it
you play a song and the crowd turn to crickets
stack up yo’ money, sh_t tall as a midget
think of ya face when i’m out on a mission
f_ck yo’ dead people, they graves gon’ get p_ssed in
i’m movin’ weight like a mo’f_ckin’ piston
sh_t on ya head like a mo’f_ckin’ pigeon
you can get popped, i’m not talkin’ prescriptions (b_tch!)
asking yo’ dad for a gl!ck like it’s christmas (b_tch! b_tch!)
big 83, i’m the best in the business
wanna be me but you can’t see my vision (hah!)
nail his ass right on the cross like a christian
hit his lil’ head cause i got precision
look at ya face, that sh_t need a revision—

- 83hades

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