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goretex - kings plaza كلمات الأغنية

verse 1:

kings plaza quarter dipped in carnage
puffin’ the orange goblin, two blunts and rippin’ cold flaws until we drippin’ martians
so heartless, knowin’ that the truth is upon us
you ain’t blingin’ i see you buyin’ your kicks from target
mad ’cause i stick your girl, your sister’s half r_t_rded
non phixion chain sword fighter, i’m out then we on it
cruisin’ the blocks, whips stinkin’ from uli’s an’ pop
losin’ the cops, whether new lots or zoomin’ through watts
the newest sp_cesuites, love rockin’ titties like grapefruits
phase two, rasta_ice inverted jesús
players rules go back, y’all dudes is cr_p
rappin’ for 2 years with nеw hats, your tunes is wack
i’m up in fat burger, sippin’ arizona in codeinе
so clean, pinstripe gas jordans are og
hoochie mamas open they gash, throw in they ass
coppin’ madukes, never throwin’ no cash
run up in wakes peekin’, like tommy chong on cake
hit on your mom, pulled up her thong then shot on her face
half her age, a nice 38 is so great
loves to get f_cked, sucks cold plates, and cooking steaks
chorus x2:

everyday above ground’s a good day
do it the hood way, dudes get paid
crews get made, who’s sprayed
caught up in the staircase, a generation of waste
last days, the projects dissolvin’ the nations in sp_ce

verse 2:

world downfall
hit the town raw, enter the round door
cold war, splatter your fitted like coleslaw
rotten swiss, the cold mortuary for dips
sanitation rolling your limb with the garbage of fish
blood, crips and k!llers
ratchets for doing the thriller
handle my biz, but don’t you dare ruin my dinner
feminine thug, you more like a actual flamer
pull your rug out, steal your b_tch and clap at her later
screamin’ “hey, pelican,” trains of coke on my c_ck
where the hoes at, we reppin’ for them kids on lock
hate me, ’cause i hate you too
we shake hands the american way
then settle it with clips and glocks
tripping off kid, ey, rip your eye out, like thom yorke
carry the torch for execution, style and sport
we tour drive_bys on the mongoose for poor
this ain’t rhetorical, the story gets worse, funny you get caught
chorus x2:

- goretex

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