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i-stein - obliterate كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
holy guacamole, noah
f_ck you noah! (yeah, yuh, yuh)

[verse: i_stein]
gashes on my skin, poison ivy f_ckin burns
smokin’ out that tin, in that (?) while we turnt
c_cky little b_tch sucking d_ck, she’ll never learn
d_ck up in her bra, in her p_ssy on my shirt (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m gassed, i do not like the way you talk
breaking bones and breaking (?)
skating tracks in overalls
stomping pigs until i fall
scratchin’ d_ck is scratchin’ b_lls
snortin’ lines of adderall
d_ck up in her p_ssy, top, (?)
that b_tch smells like brocolli
she suck my d_ck properly
make that b_tch my b_tch in her walls on my property
cash out, like monopoly
f_ck your ideology
copy like a copycat, you some i_stein wannabe’s

[verse: eddison]
i grab the choppa, i do not call police
pull up with this stick, i make him sing just likе some r&b
i’m f_ckin’ on yo’ b_tch, and asked that b_tch to suck up on my d
once i gеt it, then i got it, make him rest in peace
spin a n_gga block, i spin his block like some monopoly
you a wh0re, i pull up, start kickin’ in your door, lil’ wh0re
pop a stick and then start sitting on the floor, lil’ wh0re
i cut sh_t up, like don’t be shy, put some more (put some more)
i got 4 bands, imma f_ck yo’ colon
big ass whip, it’s stolen
pull up like it’s frozen, b_tch
pull up, b_tch, like go in
pull up, i might go in, b_tch
i don’t got no lean no more, you pulled up once i pulled it, b_tch
[verse: i_stein]
pulled it, yeah i f_cking pulled that sh_t, uh
stogie in his mouth, and he higher than a frog
i don’t wanna talk, that dat b_tch got me (?)
i got the bar (yeah, huh, yeah uh)
pull up with my bro
pull up wit’ his nose
(?) on bro
(?) like the bro’s
i can f_ck you (?)
i don’t got no (?)
i said you should (?)
get on your kn_knees right hoe
i don’t wanna talk, cause she been f_cking p_ssin’ me
little b_tch boy, wanna talk?
sh_t i’m gon’ send him to the opps
man that sh_t is not that hard, all you m_f_’s rap out cars
just don’t cry to your ma_ma when when i leave you f_cking sore
yeah, this the way i wanna live so get the f_ck up out of my face
celery, so much smokin’, i’ll leave you f_ckin’ in yo’ place
sittin’ all these flows on my bros, it’s a (?)
where’s my f_ckin’ money that my music gonna generate?
oh? you like that culture? guess you gonna go appropriate
oh, i punch you in yo’ mouth, that medicaid won’t medicate
yeah, i’m on the beat, and my flow it gonna incinerate
and if you gon’ f_ck with me, i’m gon’ f_ckin obliterate (sh_t)

- i stein

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