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gimisum family - silent night كلمات الأغنية

[intro: kingpin skinny pimp]
ah yeah, y’all know, what time it is
skinny pimp up in this b_tch, dj paul up in this motherf_cker, finna drop part two of
“hurts village” on yo’ ass
my n_gga drive_by, deandre and hot rod up in this b_tch, so, uhm.. check it out!

[verse 1: kingpin skinny pimp]
silent night, there’s no light
that’s when i start creepin’ like a hitman
scope my man, then i toss the dynamite
my fault, you got caught
shouldn’t of been a bystander
bullet lead, in the head
to n_ggas, i got anna with
you scatter, no matter how fast you can race
it’ll bust, it’ll blow through
the back of your face
lunatic, wreckin sh_t, first i sign the contract
somethin’ like a crazy check
to place you in the kroger bag
bl__dy, suddenly, i scratch ’em off my hit list
i just wanna’ cap a n_gga
just to make my rep bigger
dangerously, anxiously
ain’t no muthеrf_ckin’ g
f_ck merry christmas
all i wanna do, is trick or treat
you ain’t cool, d_mn fool
chrome to your f_ckin’ domе
you listenin’ to the hurts village, al capone
[verse 2: 211 & dj paul]
hurts village, that’s where i’m comin’, trick
(yeah, this dj paul, k!lla_mix №12, part ii)
dope fiend, shootin’ up cops
i’ll light ya ass, with a match, b_tch
don’t be talkin’ that sh_t
the hood is the warzone
n_ggas run up, my gauge is still poppin’ cone
knife in her throat, so, choke off ya blood hoe
stomp be kickin’ the sh_t out ya ass
with a steel tone
suckas they steppin’ broke
i hope you got big nuts
ain’t a d_mn thing changed
i’m still droppin ’em n_ggas, like ducks
breakin’ your f_ckin jaw
parkin’ my fist in your grill b_tch
finger’s on the trigger, boom
drop his ass in a ditch, so get ghost n_gga
my glock will be rockin’, so bring it on
this is the hurts village, al capone

[verse 3: kingpin skinny pimp]
duck n_gga, dodge n_gga
i’mma pull the f_ckin trigger
watkins and brown, smokey city
down with the skinny n_gga
pistol grip, don’t you slip
just incase yo’ ass do
smith and wesson, don’t be guessin’
stupid ass, i thought you knew
bullet proof, f_ck you
target for destruction
keep on your vest, protect your chest
i’m aimin’ for your face, son
aww mane, i’m insane
people say, i’m crazy
bullsh_t, suck my d_ck
then i yell out “gravy”
first degree, robbery
then i kick back laughin’
rollin’ clean, ’cause i made a mean stang
now, i’m high cappin’
turn up the bump, blow a junt
then i’m kickin’ a.c
windows tinted, don’t look in it
suckas f_ckin’ nosey, leather hat, fur coat
skinny to the f_ckin’ bone
you listenin’ to the hurts village, al capone
[verse 4: 211]
hurts village, hurts village
you know the project is pimpin’
so some might get blowed up
211 is snappin’ necks
these hoes got ’em sowed up
yeah, i’m still crazy
i’m shootin’, just to see you dead
pull from the sawed off
buck shots all in ya f_ckin head
pure insanity, my flows are comin’ quick
a crazy n_gga, named 211, is who ya f_ckin’ with
i’ll battle you sissy hoe, punk motherf_ckers
you better chill, 211’s inflictin’ pain
hittin’ harder than holyfield
armed like the armor truck
don’t try to stop me, or you’ll get bucked
pimpin’ and robbin’
and droppin them suckas like ducks
211 is project born
hurts village, is where i stay
b_tches they wanna check
you know, that ya got to pay
with a capital a, now can you spell it jones?
you’re listening to hurts village, al capone
[outro: dj paul]
ah, yeah, dj paul k!lla_mix

- gimisum family

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