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kurt hazard – walter white كلمات اغاني

[hook]
walter white, b-tch i’m walter white
b-tch i’m cooking like i’m walter white, mobbing through the night
f-ck with me and i might f-ck ya wife, motherf-ck ya life
they think i’m crazy well ya’ll f-cking right, motherf-cking right
motherf-ck ya life

[verse 1]
so what you b-tching for
this is real n-gg- talk b-tch don’t involved
taking care of business when i’m getting busy boy
and yeah you f-cking with your life f-cking with me boy
how you kin if you never even been involved
how you my n-gg-? all you n-gg-s ever do is talk
i got homies that would die, that would k!ll for ya boy
i’m talking homies that would leave ya brains spilled on the floor
how it feel to know you not sh-t (nah)
taking shots at us n-gg-s up on that god sh-t (god sh-t)
meaning they shoot for the heavens but never got sh-t (not sh-t)
better say a hail mary on that pac sh-t (blah blah)
cause if you not i’m knocking down the door like ops did
and popping shots like the paparazzi at pop figs
i’m homicidal inside ya crib, while you knocking
and what i gotta fear i’m the n-gg- that’s knocking
motherf-ckers wanna mutter like the runners and conductor of the gutter
i could eat you p-ssy n-gg-s up for breakfast, lunch, or supper
i got everybody shook, ya voice cracking as you stutter
i could f-ck you up and then f-ck ya mother without a f-cking rubber
n-gg-s wanna hate but i can’t slow down
f-ck ya mixtape i listen to it with no sound
slit ya wrist ya b-tch when n-body else around
you kiss the tips of d-cks my n-gg- you clown
don’t test me, cooking in the lab like jesse
watch me put a spear in his back like kenshi
watch me shoot a verbal automatic till its empty
then i throw the body in the back of mike’s chevy
heart’s colder than a yeti turn ya head into spaghetti
you ain’t even worth a penny i’m ahead of you already
you been tailing to the bentley we blowing up like a betty
break bread with my n-gg-s and breaking bad and i’m k!lling like i’m

[hook]

[verse 2]
you playin games with ya life boy
keep playing games with ya life imma take that sh-t
and you ain’t quite doing it right boy
you took a style but don’t forget that i made that sh-t
i’m a motherf-cking rock star jimmy page
i move bars like xan’s do it everyday
and i been whipping in the kitchen need 100k
i’m talking money in my lap and what the semi weigh
just so the bullets start sticking quicker than glue to you n-gg-s
and when it’s h-tting where it’s from is not a clue to you n-gg-s
i’m through with you n-gg-s, how do i get through to you n-gg-s
ready or not i’m coming to pop and be the truth to you n-gg-‘s for real
i never hung around the bangers and the crooks
i was busy making bangers and was working on my hooks
i been grinding to make a couple dollars off of the books
don’t trip, hazmat in the lab gotta cook
jokim noah n-gg-s switch teams on the come up
you ain’t joking no one you a fraud and f-ck up
you ain’t tocking in the chi you soft like hot b-tter
yo we tired of that bull motherf-cker no jimmy butler
i’m finna reign like the oklahoma city thunder
straight out the gutter where they banging harder than a drummer
that’s facts and word to all of my brothers
when’s the last time you seen a n-gg- cold in the summer
b-tch i’m cole wanting to tell you to get off of my d-ck
no chris paul but i’m wishing you got met with a clip
and it’s all head shots no missing and no -ssists
and if you did me dirty in f-cking your daughter and b-tch
in the booth sounding like i’m coming off of the hip
murderous attitude it’s over every time that it hits
i’m blowing out your brains if you thought of sending a diss
it’s game over if i’m ever stepping foot in this b-tch
b-tch!

[hook]

- kurt hazard

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