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cruddy murda - wreckless كلمات أغنية

[intro]
d_mn
aye cruddy
anti
b_tch ass n_ggas
know what i’m saying
long live brodie, sh_t getting wicked
kha

[chorus]
i give you a day, then i bet you a spy
we knew where to go, we been stalking his live
i got a b_tch and she told me she bi’
i told her to go tell her b_tch i said hi
i know them n_ggas don’t like me
think i’m the move, then i f_ck up your white tee
i get in them cars, n_ggas don’t gotta hype me
my youngins be kirkin’, i be letting ’em sice me
we the ones f_cking the score up
aftеr a k!lling, you know i go pour up
i heard when they found him, hе’d looked all tore up
come to my spot, n_gga better not record us
[?] b_tch better listen
f_ck off on a n_gga, we sliming him instant
i know a n_gga that can’t stop k!lling
i’m by the truck, feel like lord of the trenches
[verse]
long live june, i’m f_cking with spike
he came out a truck with a switch on his bike
yung slime drac’ing everything in sight
it’s something about the ‘quil when you mixing it right
it’s something about this b_tch, i be hitting it right
this sh_t on my wrist, make you look at it twice
so many opps, i couldn’t decide
half the city [?]
free pocketz, wonder what we went in for
aye, he’d tell you his arm sore
heard a rap n_gga_ f_ck he was armed for?
i’d get in them cars with my youngins in baltimore
i’m in this b_tch and i’m turnt
don’t bring up b_tch name ’cause shawty got burnt
get tested by this sh_t, you need more than a serving
he brung up the truck, we dropped sh_t outta surban
sneaky wanna k!ll, only thing on his mind
i can give him a million, he still gonna slide
ray gonna score everytime that he fire
how many foxes, i want about five
they know what i mean when i bring up that kha
i’m pouring these [?], why the f_ck would i lie?
some n_ggas done died everytime that i cried
you don’t gotta believe what i say in my rhymes
[chorus]
i give you a day, then i bet you a spy
we knew where to go, we been stalking his live
i got a b_tch and she told me she bi’
i told her to go tell her b_tch i said hi
i know them n_ggas don’t like me
think i’m the move, then i f_ck up your white tee
i get in them cars, n_ggas don’t gotta hype me
my youngins be kirkin’, i be letting ’em sice me
we the ones f_cking the score up
after a k!lling, you know i go pour up
i heard when they found him, he’d looked all tore up
come to my spot, n_gga better not record us
[?] b_tch better listen
f_ck off on a n_gga, we sliming him instant
i know a n_gga that can’t stop k!lling
i’m by the truck, feel like lord of the trenches

- cruddy murda

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