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c.m.l. - red paint lyrics
[intro]
oh yeah, man. f_ck dem n_ggas blood
you know what i′m on n_gga, dead homies
we’ll smoke you over the homies, n_gga
f_ck you thinkin, n_gga
i said trip, load up them choppas, n_gga
i’ll smoke ya patna, n_gga
ain′t no need for no doctor, n_gga
i’m on him like a helicopter, n_gga
[verse]
i’m trippin’ over bris
betta blow ya b_tch a kiss
ya i′ll k!ll ya over that motha_f_ckin diss, n_gga
ten milli i′ll feel him
when i catch him, ima spill him
i don′t give two motha_f_ckin sh_ts, n_gga
i’m on my sh_t like a fly
we shoot suckas till they die
b_tch i′m from the south side, it’s da cl!ck, n_gga
dread locks, head shots, find him with the red dot
f_ck the opps, everybody gettin hit, n_gga
i′m in love wit my mag, you in love with a f_g
f_ck around with the hank and get dragged, n_gga
run up on him close range
bullets rippin’ through his brain
f_ck еverything you claim, yeah it’s sad, n_gga
i just blew up likе a bomb
tell yo homie be calm
yeah i used to f_ck your mom, i’m your dad n_gga
rich n_gga but i′m wild
i take shots at the crowd
yeah this chop thang loud, that′s a fact n_gga
black hoodie, black glock
fold him like a laptop
run up let the mac pop
bullets hit his ragtop
n_gga stop playin’ fore i home invade your stash spot
rich ass n_gga talkin sh_t
i got cash nah
shining like i’m posed to be
your b_tch wanna get close to me
ain’t n0body over me
the benz look like potpourri
talkin like you crazy
ya i’ll pull up and i′ll smoke a knee
i don’t wear no motha_f_ckin mask
you n_ggas know it′s me
white b_tch super thick
haters on some stupid sh_t
been had a big bank roll, i ain’t new to this
dancin’ like i′m crazy
but them crackers say this foolishness
my dread locks wild
come in foul, we be shootin’ sh_t
stompin in these black j’s
modified black k’s
betta say your motha_f_ckin prayers these your last days
rich n_ggas doin drive_bys in the black range
your house so small, it reminded of my half sp_ce
i′m dopa than amphetamines
n_ggas betta quit testin me
comin at the hank correct
that′s what you n_ggas better be
the hand sign i’m throwin up it look just like the letter b
im trippin’ on the opps until they take my last breath from me
k!llin till the death of me
rich n_gga thuggin’
i′ll shut you yo p_ssy ass down with all that fussin
caught him on the side street
shot him and his cousin
we be giving all headshots like it’s nothin’
banked up for life
shake a sucka like dice
half a million worth of ice
i′ll knock out your life
stop playin with these k!llas
before i come and take your life
i’m the freshest n_gga livin’
all these haters do is bite
turn left, turn right
skeet skirt, outta sight
rich boy got cheese
but i don’t f_ck around with mice
she in love with a pimp
i’m in her head like lice
white b_tch, white benz
lookin’ like a grain a rice
i’m in love with k!llin’ opps
i can′t sleep without my chops
f_ck these n_ggas, they be cops
b_tch i love gettin’ guap
headshots body drops
skirt before he drop
i was wit your baby mama
she was blowin’ off my socks (n_gga)
i’m fresher than a peppermint
got painted like the president
bigger than the elephant
your b_tch know that i’m heaven sent
everybody hate on lavish d cuz they irrelevant
she begging for my d_ck
but she keep telling me she celibate
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