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skyte - cold blooded killer كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
ayo, ayy
ayy, yeah

[verse]
my n_ggas caught him, it’s finna end tragic
he’s stupid for trying to hide, ayy
we heard that n_gga was trying to rob
so we do him like bonnie and clyde, ayy
and the shirts up, with the glock on my body
so run up, i wish you would try, ayy
my n_ggas catch him, we stompin’ him out on the street
til’ that f_ck n_gga died, ayy
yeah, that f_ck n_gga died, ayy
yeah, that f_ck n_gga died, ayy
then we gon’ spin on his block
and we light that b_tch up like the 4th of july, ayy
talkin’ that sh_t on the internet
that’s the type of sh_t that get you stuck in the [?], ayy
if you try me, on the gang, then i put it on god
we ain’t lettin’ it slide, ayy
yeah, ebk is the gang, b_tch, we k!ll n_ggas
i’m younger than you, and i’m still bigger
got my tommy on me, b_tch, no hilfiger
you can run all you want, and i’d still get you
got yo’ b_tch on my d_ck, [?]
if you want to live, you gon’ have to beg me for your life
yeah, i said it, go kneel, n_gga
on god, yeah
said i can k!ll him, this drac’ can
b_tch, i’m loaded, choppa make him breakdance
i’m gon’ flex on my ex, with like eight bands
but n_gga, we not finna shake hands
you cannot come to my circle, i cut off the snakes
and i took out the fake friends
roll up the wood, with a purple
i smoke marijuana, no b_tch, i don’t take meds
it’s timing b_tch, i’m on some other sh_t
and no, you can’t compete
grindin’, i be stuntin’ on you n_ggas in my f_ckin’ sleep
he cryin’, cause he ran up on my n_ggas, thinking sh_t was sweet
lying, they don’t really want the static, they just f_ckin’ tweet
on top, she suckin’ me
glocky be my company
they had enough of me
if i run up, i’m bustin’ three
just so i can tell the last one, “he can’t f_ck with me”
n_ggas flexing with they dads gun, i k!ll them humbly
ayy, yeah, k!ll that n_gga on the streets
ayy, p_ssy n_gga, know you weak
ayy, she gon’ suck me in my sleep
ayy, smokin’ gas, i’m a geek
ayy, he tried to hide from my n_ggas
he didn’t know we was comin’ from beneath
ayy, i know these b_tches are mad
cause they still finna f_ck me, knowin’ i’m a g
[outro]
ayy, uh, yeah yeah, uh_uh, gang gang
ayy, uh, yeah yeah, uh_uh, gang gang
ayy, uh, yeah yeah, uh_uh, gang gang
ayy, uh, gang gang, ayy, uh
over

- skyte

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