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slimesito – no heart كلمات اغاني

[intro: fluhkunxhkos]
yuh
rich slime gang sh_t, n_gga, you know how the f_ck i’m bumping n_gga
yuh
everybody k!lling, you know we out here thuggin’ on the block on the daily
(yung nino what’s brackin’)

[verse 1: fluhkunxhkos]
slide through my block then yo ass getting parked
lil’ bro gon’ pop you, he don’t got no heart
you can’t lack around here, boy, you better think smart
i suggest you stay out the way and play yo part
flame yo ass up like this wood, you get sparked
i’m the one shooting sh_t as soon as the phase start
it’s me or the gang, you end up in the graveyard
try to pull off on who, boy, yo ass ain’t gon’ get far

[verse 2: bigsmokechapo]
wet his ass up like the mothaf_ckin’ [?]
praying for a key but the whip still push_start
made the pack come alive, man, that b_tch doing somersaults
ridin’ with the heat, what the f_ck i need a coat for
took his ass off like a mothaf_ckin’ jeep door
posted in the park with the mothaf_ckin’ dinosaurs
posted outside and i feel like tyrannosaurus
the fye on me got a kick, call it chuck norris
[verse 3: slimesito]
took yo b_tch now she an escort
talkin’ about [?], you smell like a newport
i’m in the kitchen right now, i need 2 forks
i’m from the islands, that hoe stay in new york
i ran up fifty bands, got that off 2 courts
yo soy el jefe, the one that they shoot for
talkin’ bout smoke, this the sh_t that i live for
linked up with the plug and we met at the clearport

[verse 4: beezy b]
shootin’ these n_ggas now they wanna disclose it
we doing pj’s, n_gga, what’s a layo
i got a bad b_tch and she pistol totin’
i got a green glock, same color of clovers
we pull up on the block, shakin’ sh_t like soldiers
we sendin’ the mail straight to north dakota
the feds be watchin’ like i’m casanova
that chop hit his face up like he got a [?]

[verse 5: fluhkunxhkos]
i know for a fact n_ggas don’t want no smoke
when i slide through yo block, boy, you better get low
the way i’m clutching this stick, n_ggas know i’m gon’ blow
oh d_mn that’s yo b_tch, i was just in her throat
rsg the gang, these f_ck n_ggas know
n_ggas speak on the gang and not uppin’ the score
sn_tch yo favorite rapper after his show
n_gga mention my name and i’ll have his brains on the floor
[verse 6: bigsmokechapo]
that n_gga got played on, go p_ss on his tombstone
got an african shooter, that n_gga from congo
he said my trap beat like a mothaf_ckin’ bongo
got pills, got clean, n_gga, come get a combo
got like 10 names but the players call me john doe
better not be with smoke cause he ain’t lettin’ sh_t go
wrap his ass up like a mothaf_ckin’ gyro
tote two glocks cause a young n_gga bipolar

[verse 7: slimesito]
tote two glocks, man, you know i’m a pistol toter
all my n_ggas, they throwin’ up pistolas
rich slime, all of my traps got antique sofas
got a black stick, pullin’ up in the range rover
557, i ain’t doing no d_mn [?]
i”m smoking them [?], man, i feel like a transporter
you know i’m gon’ [?] all my n_ggas some king cobras
[?], man, i feel like a real soldier

[verse 8: beezy b]
uh, the stick be singing like [?]
i pull up on the block and i be with mobsters
these n_ggas takin’ shots but they ain’t no [?]
i shot ’em in the face now he got head trauma
everything all black, looking just like gotham
so many [?], we put them sh_ts up for auction
i got real shooters, bossed up like i’m stalin
these n_ggas get smoked then they be forgotten

- slimesito

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