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it is a waste – talk! كلمات اغاني

[intro]
henri

[chorus: siion]
‘stended clip, got fifty in the mag
p_ssy boy talk? you can talk to the mac
run the bucks up, burn the union jack
bro spittin’ ‘sh_t? you can talk to the mac

[verse 1: siion & henri]
(ayy) drums ain’t no talking no percussion
everybody talk when we pull up to ur function
everybody gawk when this glock finna bust sh_t
trust me you’re rusted, k!ll your clique one_by_one, leave you dusted
i got drums, ain’t talkin’ no percussion
anybody talk, we gon’ pull up to your function
everybody gawk when the glock finna bust sh_t
7×54 leave you eating through the suction
just like sy, no mood for no f_ck sh_t
dress like sii, no need for no stylist
give me top, p_ssy boy, you can suck it
said some sh_t, now i gotta stick by it
leave you dusted, huh, your family tree adjusted, uh
thiеves on your songs, disgusting
____ you a b_tch, you won’t ever bе nothing
i got my clique and we going untouched
and your f_ckin’ jaws gonna need constructin’
again; nothing, musty lil’ b_tch
you can’t touch me or my gang
we undisrupted
[chorus: siion]
‘stended clip, got fifty in the mag
p_ssy boy talk? you can talk to the mac
run the bucks up, burn the union jack
bro spittin’ ‘sh_t? you can talk to the mac
‘stended clip, got fifty in the mag
p_ssy boy talk? you can talk to the mac
run the bucks up, burn the union jack
bro spittin’ ‘sh_t? you can talk to the mac

[verse 2: siion]
sixteen bars, i got sixteen more
hollows hit your throat, you won’t talk no more
think you the sh_t? we gon’ double the score
think you the sh_t? we gon’ double the score
pull up wit’ a kalash’ like the f_ckin’ cold war
you want smoke, so, b_tch, i implore
just like them bodies under the floor
just like them bodies under the floor
my lips stained black, i don’t wanna go back
take my sh_t but you can’t take the flak
we lurk at night when that sh_t pitch black
squad lurk together like a f_ckin’ wolfpack
b_tches like vultures, we smokin’ your pack
we takin the scr_ps and not givin’ it back
not givin’ it back, not givin’ it back
tired of you f_cks, insomniac
[verse 3: henri]
sixteen to your head, sixteen to your dome
you should help your friend ’cause he ain’t got no home
steal from others, your true side shows
you rotten, you none but a b_tch that i’ll fold
you upset you got told that your sh_t gettin’ old?
b_tch, look at your soundcloud, sh_t got mold
it’s a story soon told how i’ma knock you out cold
vitun koira mee töihi, we run this household
you can be taking the lead, i’m not givin’ no f_cks
the moment you realize you’ll quickly choke up
i look at the truth, you broke and i’m not
you look in the mirror and probably get off
strokin’ your ego, you gotta stop
gunsmoke in your windows, all over your block
your time runnin’ up, you against the clock
nothing without sy, you just laughing stock

[outro: henri]
and ____, you a b_tch, too
____ headass

- it is a waste

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