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hatred & confusion – fuck that bitch! كلمات اغاني

[chorus: unknown confusion]
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch

i just want the riches and the money and the digits
crackheads hit my line and all they wanna do is fidget

so…
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch

[verse 1: unknown confusion]
just dont hit my line if you ain’t talking bout that business
serves all on my line so i ain’t got no time for b_tches
wasting all my time so ima leave a f_cking witness
sipping on my drink and im just minding my own business
chasing money bags and i be getting to the riches
never gave a f_ck about these quad city b_tches

[chorus: unknown confusion]
so
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch
never gave a f_ck, never gave a f_ck
never did, never could, i dont give a f_ck

f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch

[verse 2: mister hatred]
i just said f_ck it
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch

f_ck that sh_t, when i let it rip
yo cranium, yo head it splits
trying to make this relish b_tch
while making all these h_llish hits

everybody wanna be the one at the top
but im not gonna let my bro down
it dont stop till we rock, and the block get hot
and we gots to have a show down

if you know me i dont slow down, i be flowing till the sun down
just me and my homie and you know these beats they gone pound
we be taking shots, you know we cannot stop with one round
its unknown confusion, you know that means to confound
[chorus: mister hatred]
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch

all i need is homies, we be k!lling instrumentals
grilling out at night and we at jaylen’s residential

f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch

we be k!lling beats, we be committing verbal felonies
we be mmi, we be monstrous melodies

[bridge: mister hatred]
i been f_cking with my go pro, hoes go loco
bringing the brown sugar, know my partner got the cocoa
hash by the boatload, gas like cinoco
grass for the low low, smash like a pogo

[chorus: unknown confusion]
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch
i just want the riches and the money and the digits
crackheads hit my line and all they wanna do is fidget

so…
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch
f_ck the sh_t
f_ck that b_tch

just dont hit my line if you ain’t talking bout that business
serves all on my line so i ain’t got no time for b_tches
wasting all my time so ima leave a f_cking witness
sipping on my drink and im just minding my own business
chasing money bags and i be getting to the riches
never gave a f_ck about these quad city b_tches

so.. f_ck

- hatred confusion

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