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bloody ruckus - welcome 2 wicked wisco كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
pocket full of money, pick up my thang, drop it off
pocket_pocket full of money, pick up my thang, drop it off
pocket…
pocket full of money, pick up my thang, drop it off
pocket_pocket full of money, pick up my thang, drop it off
pocket

[verse 1: bl__dy ruckus]
feel the knife in your ribcage, b_tch, i’m murdering
i got your body parts scattered deep in the woods where you will stink
because i have a reservation outside of my city
talking like you talking ’bout that sh_t, never turns pretty
like b_tch, who the f_ck you think you f_cking with?
i’ll cook your head inside a microwave while smoking ish
the drip of your carcass rotting in my toolshed
pulling the trigger whenever the shotty got ready, i’m willing to shoot heads
no sorrow, you will not live tomorrow
i plead to seventeen counts of rat poison in your baby’s bottle
there’s no sympathy in how the f_ck you feel
after watching me f_ck a dead ogre inside of lambeau field
i be cultsh_t repping, tombstone stepping
b_tch_slapping motherf_ckers with a mac_11
claim you never lacking but i know that you be capping
better come correct because my body count be cracking
[bridge]
pocket full of money, pick up my thang, drop it off
pocket_pocket full of money, pick up my thang, drop it off
pocket…

[verse 2: bl__dy ruckus]
i can sit with my clique
never tryna buck or you will die like a b_tch
motherf_ckers talk like they will never get shot
b_tch, i still g_ngb_ng over dead opps
throw your thumbs up in the air when i see ya
better smoke a burnt b_tch up like aaliyah
chuck her to the fish and then you’re belted like a jerk
shawty got fried like a cheddar cheese curd
east side banging with my k!llers, i just beat a murder case
and put her head onto my d and for his body to decay
in my mom’s backyard, twenty minutes far
pitbull chewing off your motherf_cking arms
shoutouts to the mill, shoutouts to the bay
shoutouts to the k as well as lake geneva mane
like old man dan, get the f_ck off my block
this that state to hate sh_t to make your body rot

[outro]
pocket full of money, pick up my thang, drop it off
pocket_pocket full of money, pick up my thang, drop it off
pocket…
pocket full of money, pick up my thang, drop it off
pocket_pocket full of money, pick up my thang, drop it off
pocket…

- bloody ruckus

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