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christ dillinger – sucio كلمات اغاني

[intro]
this song is f_cking horrible
d_mn son where’d you find this?
in the trash?

[chrous: xhris2eazy]
muy sucio
muy suci_
muy_
cold liter, cold swag, whip my wrist santería
cold liter, cold swag, whip my wrist santería
cold liter, cold swag, whip my wrist santería
dark spell, dark magic, slice you up like a pizzeria
sippin’ a love potion now your b_tch come through, she tryna f_ck
posted up with christ
we don’t really give a f_ck, focused on them bucks
[?] smoke an eighth stuff it in a dutch
i pulled a pistol like my name was dutch
whenever i call up my broski he come in clutch
cast a love spell now i be f_cking your sl_t

[verse 1: xaviersobased]
if a n_gga got a problem then we pullin up
bad b_tch on my nuts, yeah she on my nuts
i don’t give a f_ck i don’t givе a f_ck
i be in this b_tch i be turnin’ up
wildin’ in the party you should turn it up
i don’t еven know where to f_cking [?]
i need a woman in my life man i can’t f_ck with hoes
n_gga i don’t f_ck with you, n_gga who is you
dual wield pistols n_gga h_ll yeah imma need two
i be goin’ long times without eating food
if a n_gga cross me he can’t hang man that boy is food
[verse 2: christ dillinger]
these n_ggas mad cause they wanna be us
i’m doing my taxes i’m like what the f_ck
cup on the glock cause it’s long as a bus
i get to the bread i ain’t talking no cold cuts
me and x we be tapped in like a dreadlock
smoking on strong look like it from bangkok
[?] like a pad lock
[?]
stay at the door like homer simpson
trackhawk run like oj simpson
junkies look like pete davidson
ball on n_ggas in cali, antawn jamison
she know i’m not the same as him
only turnin’ up we not turnin’ down
your music ass she like, “turn it down”
fat ass, ugly face told her, “turn around”
smokin’ top shelf i can’t hear a sound
fiends look like they in haunted mound
if you ain’t talkin’ money i’m gonna frown

[verse 3: acid souljah]
four straps on my lap i look like general grievous
and i’m not broke b_tch i ain’t out here stealing sh_t
acid, christ, xris, and xav on the same track you know we k!llin’ sh_t
i know that you ain’t heard some sh_t as real as this
i lied to the junkie, sold him fake percs and i said “you ain’t never take nothing as real as this”
[?] got her looking like she courtney love
he’s charging gas prices for the mid pack so i robbed him, his b_tch, his mom, and his plug
if you ain’t money when you hit my phone imma be like ugh
i just got a pack in and i think the post man when he ride around he like the little engine that could
i got a big pack coming in you can’t even put that sh_t on thomas the tank engine if you tried
i get in this b_tch i start talking about trains i ain’t gon’ lie i be really fried
presidential swag like i’m jimmy carter
i hop in this b_tch i couldn’t even tell a lie
[outro]
holy f_cking sh_t
this is f_cked beyond repair

- christ dillinger

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