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black rock records - they wanna by indefinito555, dawhite & j-kells كلمات الأغنية

[chorus 1: indefinito555 & dawhite]
they wanna, they wanna, they wanna, they wanna
they wanna, they wanna, they wanna, they wanna
they wanna, they wanna act like us
they gonna, they gonna get smacked by us
they wanna, they wanna get whacked by us
they gonna, they gonna get clapped by us

[verse 1: indefinito555]
trench coat, bl__dy knife
deathstroke, roll the dice
gun smoke, pulverize
cut throat, say goodnight
it’s me and dawhite, a couple of heralds
you f_ckin’ with us, catch the bad end of the barrel
turn a cat to a feral, you get capped out of peril
your traction is zero, subtract your division to fractions
no halves in the middle
the dastardly kiddo’s, in all black we go get ’em
through h_ll and back where they sent us
rose up like the pedals
put ’em in a coma might split a p_ssy open like
a virgin on a holy night, d_mn what a delight
rollin’ up with dawhite, got some hookers and sprite
dodgin’ cops on a bike, hittin’ l!cks out for the night
[verse 2: dawhite]
summon up the evil sh_t, feel the chills
then the almighty god’s thought we were k!lled
trained for the no scope, shoot to k!ll
i would merk anyone just to fit the bill
they try an test but they know we will
take your body elsewhere, buried up maple hill
shoot ’em on the spot, don’t let ’em slip away
clip on the red dot, pick up the ak
f_ck up someone’s day, came out the f_cking cave
sh_t send you back into the stone age
let’s start a f_ckin’ rave, for all that i gave
the devil looks and waves on his way to blaze

[chorus 2: indefinito555 & dawhite]
they wanna, they wanna, they wanna, they wanna
they wanna, they wanna, they wanna, they wanna
they wanna, they wanna act like us
they gonna, they gonna get smacked by us
they wanna, they wanna get whacked by us
they gonna, they gonna get clapped by us

[verse 3: j_kells]
gonna get whacked, your gonna get clapped
i got a b_tch sittin’ on my lap with a battle_axe
brr motherf_ckin’ records
i got all the f_ckin’ weapons in my dresser
call me the professor, i’m the f_ckin’ doctor
i might just rob ya, jamaican that’s rasta
don’t call the cops man you will be slaughtered
police be creepin’, i won’t be bothered
10 feet underground, foot to the face we don’t f_ck around
how the f_ck my shoes white? they should be bl__dy
layin’ in your grave boy, oh your so muddy
pop a paparazzi, think your gonna shoot me
ya’ll cannot stop me, n_gga you can’t move me
i will be lurkin’, gunshots through the irving
every f_cking wednesday, in the mornin’ early
[chorus 3: indefinito555, dawhite & j_kells]
they wanna, they wanna, they wanna, they wanna
they wanna, they wanna, they wanna, they wanna
they wanna, they wanna act like us
they gonna, they gonna get smacked by us
they wanna, they wanna get whacked by us
they gonna, they gonna get clapped by us

- black rock records

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