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kill society - nightmare in houston كلمات الأغنية

(verse : h_llocyka)
stab to yo face got blood up in yo place
got a ar in his crib shot it up and did the race
yeah there’s fire in this b_tch raising h_ll you gon’ pay
like we walked up in this b_tch you better know we do not play
yeah we walked up in this b_tch cutting throats don’t give a sh_t
yeah there’s bullets on my hip ar always gonna hit
yeah these bullets make you dance but you always on my d_ck
yeah you always wanna talk b_tch i don’t give a sh_t

(verse 2: plydough)
everyday i feel f_cked up no i can’t feel sh_t
i got the iron on my hip yeah he get sent to the abyss
all these people talking sh_t but they can suck up on my d_ck
hearing knock knock knock find me creeping in yo crib
i feel like garp in this b_tch the way i hit em with my fist
find me dying at the park i can see the h_ll pit
i got blood on my shoe and i’m rocking like a misfit
i was f_cking on yo b_tch and now i got lipstick on my d_ck

(verse 3: h_llocyka)
yeah i walked up in this b_tch got some fire rasing h_ll
yeah i never been dead in my coffin ringing bells
yeah i dress like a punk yeah it comes with the smell
so i drink another bottle drag me down to h_ll
(verse 4: h_llocyka & plydough)
yeah i heard he wanted beef got a glock on my hip
i get the bag then i dip i don’t care about no b_tch
yeah i don’t give a f_ck you can suck up on my d_ck
yeah f_ck everybody go to sp_ce like i’m rick

- kill society

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