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terror reid & domsta - 8 dimez كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
okay boys, the time for p_ssy l!ckin’ and ass kissin’ is over

[verse 1: terror reid]
well look who creepin’, look who crawlin’
no f_ckin’ with ho’s, ain’t stallin’
in love i’m thinkin’ they fallin’
but that money just won’t stop callin’
me, r_e to the i, like a beam from a nine
show your t__th, cut the ties
if a motherf_cker really wanna press
i don’t know that ho, but i know that throat
no coat, i’mma tell her, “say less”
terror hold that throne, sucker watch that tone
unknown, ain’t tryna impress
poppin’ off like them candy rocks
reid talk the talk and reid walk the walk
throw an acronym and your b_tch be learnin’
t.i.m.e.: to increase my earnings, ho

[verse 2: domsta]
hit the screw shop, drop at least two g’s
pop a dose, i won’t leave for a week
rooftop out in coconut grove
dialtone, gettin’ hard to rеach
precious jewels, my talk ain’t chеap
[?] sit around my t__th
wanna talk the heat? gotta pay the fee
hundred words is a hundred g’s
hit the brake, wheels spinnin’
caller unknown ’cause i got no minutes
.45 handle my business
ran it so high that the cash won’t fit in
all out, put some more drink in it
ho, don’t stop ’til it’s dark like guinness
ho got no shame with it
really want thizz but she’ll take vicodin
is you kiddin’?
is you kiddin’?
[verse 3: riley kasso]
riley kasso, i’m in a burnt orange lambo
with some freak, bad hoes sniffin’ coke off of cantaloupes
why they do that sh_t? (why?)
i don’t know, they weird
la flama blanca sippin’ blanco, sh_t, i keep sh_t clear (don julio)
tell them hoes stop suckin’ my b_lls while i’m drivin, i’m trying to steer (stop that sh_t)
had to k!ll my old friends off, mane, i can’t shed no tears (f_ck those hoes)
stupid ass stuck in the past, but man, we really out here
so many drugs in the past i think i k!lled my brain cells that cause fear
fat ass d_ck like peter griffin, told that b_tch, “come here, grind my gears”
why you callin’ me a f_ggot, dawg? look in the mirror
i’m cuttin’ competition’s necks from ear to ear
big dog, a.k.a. the young blanket dictator
introduced and said my name and now your b_tch hate you

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