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mile lo club - shut your face كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: jym]
f_ck you dissin’ me
just to get some f_ckin’ clout
i’mma pull this 44 out
show you what the f_ck it’s ‘bout
i’m a south bound hound
blood and gold up in my mouth
you can try and take these rounds
‘til you layin on the ground
p_ssy boy gon’ wanna flex
until i’m whippin’ out my tec
and then i’m bangin’ up the set
when it’s aiming at his neck
i don’t deal too good with threats
it’s when i’m p_ssed, i’m at my best
i been dealing with these pests
it’s in my brand new spartan vest
b_tch i’m denver bred
i’m from the land
we shake your hand
then take your head
and even then
like evil dead
we ashin’ led
and baggin’ chеck
a pacifist
with an ass to kiss
i’ll bag his b_tch
then smash his lip
i’m an evil motherf_ckеr ‘til the day i die
if you wanna try and buck up
then i’ll take your f_ckin life
that’s an eye
for an eye
man you wanna be a k!lla
but you’ll never pay the price
i’m a motherf_ckin villain
with that red up in my eyes
and i’m feelin’ like i’m skrilla
with these zombies in my sight
imma fly
right by
in that chevy ‘75
and i’m high
why why
from the acid in my mind
99
ways to f_ckin’ die
b_tch you lookin at the chosen one
i ain’t runnin’ for my life and i ain’t hiding guns
yeah you like it huh
you can try and strife
but when the fight is done
you’ll be showin’ what you could’ve had
to your motherf_ckin’ wife and son
v_g_n_s on the web
talkin’ this and that
and i could f_ckin’ bet
they never say it to my face
it’s all behind my back
and i’m gon’ play it at a different pace
i’m planning my attack
while you filling up the cup
i’m filling up another f_cking stack
your b_tch a filthy nasty sl_t
i’ll break another f_cking back
b_tch i’m back in black
and if you’re cutting slack
you’re getting zapped
i don’t got no time for that
10k on designer hats
i don’t think i’m buying that
yeah we know your line is wack

[verse 2: jakethemixtape]
take a trip with me
through my psychopathic mind
(mind)
got no sympathy, for these guys that like to lie
(lie)
won’t do sh_t for free
pay me mine before you f_cking die
you can run and hide, i’mma find you every single time
send him to the sky
that’s a wise decision
always on my grind cus i got a vision
got ammunition
got ambition
pistol gripping, whipping anyone who’s b_tchin
in the kitchen whipping, smoking, sipping everyday
fit drippin’
brick flippin’
as long as i’m getting paid
slit wrist with my blade
dip quick or you’re getting sprayed
(pow!)
dump you’re body in a grave
pour my wock in my lemonade
life is a big charade, i can peep the fake
(snake)
we should just catch a fade
you’ll make a big mistake
if you get in my face
(b_tch)
life is a rat race
you got a bad case of a sad face
while i’m on a sack chase
living life in a fast pace
mine in a bad state
mad cus i’m that great
this will be your last day
burn you turn you to an ashtray
smoke you like a fat j
(aye!)
yeah i’m rotten to the core
i’m lifted off the meds
dropping bodies to the floor
addicted to the bread
doing sh_t you can’t afford
wishing you were dead
when i’m knocking on your door, i’m aiming at your head
i just need some time to grow
might as well just die alone
lost control a long time ago
my wrist is so cold my time is froze
f_cking up the microphone
double cup my styrofoam
front door
back door
we coming through your window
strapped with two poles
i’m rocking it akimbo
glock made you limbo
at the top with jymbo
make you drop like kimbo
b_tch i stay stompin’ on your noggin
with my timbs hoe

- mile lo club

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