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thc_watseba - childs play كلمات الأغنية

(verse 1)
this that black chucky sh-t, you couldn’t find this, with parental guidance, found you hiding gave you hidings, just sit there in silence while i’m compiling all this violence, leave babies crying, old ladies dying, its not surprising, im in the kitchen, im frying like a whip is, im just riding the horizon, in these flow im poseidon with a trident, i’m genociding when i’m just vibin’ feels like i’m falling when i’m climbing, only glad when i ball and when i climax, my actions louder than words like sign language, my pine language k!ll my anguish, i live lavish, my b-tch f-ck like a ratchet, she on the pill but i still carry condoms, they wanna condemn the way i come in, but their hate stays in the comment section, face to face they dodge my eyes like they owe me money, she thick and yellow, so i call her honey, told the b-tch stop f-cking with them young kids, all they give is tongue tip, i suck cl-t, leave my nose in that poen, soon you will see that baboons wear suits too and act like they care what you do

(chorus)
this is childs play (huh)x2 and the black chucky is who i play (slay)

(verse 2)
never got a gift off santa’s slay, i’m the bad one, smoking spliffs, getting paid, all you roaches getting sprayed, run away, i’m just that dog you can’t spay, immaculate, always lit, watching emmanuel as a kid, f-cked a b-tch, in my uncles baby momma’s crib, catch the jizz baby, you don’t need no bib baby, see how i live is how i spit no fibs, open the lid face the snake hiss, this fakeness needs to be straightened like braces with weed so loud it causes vibrations, i roll two sp-ces ships then invade b-tches barbershop gimme a fade with a proper trim, i’m in the bar stinkin like juice and gin, turn a virgin to a gin2 within minutes, you can hear nightmares whisper if you really listen, my dreams scream at me, destiny beams at me, i got my fiends with me and we really be, tripling on everything, touching paper is my medicine, i make my hood glow, thomas edison of the 7441, i’m the one, no repeats you talking beef, wheres the meat? i run the butchery the way that i slay

- thc_watseba

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