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zqnnex - chainsaw beretta lyrics
[pre_chorus]
deal with the devil, said i gotta take his soul
bend the block, grip the chop, and let this motherf_cker blow
b_tch i’m makin’ all the green, so they know we on go
slit his throat, take his dough, and then a b_tch she hit the road like
[chorus]
bad b_tch said she wanna get inside
betta watch your tone ‘fore i hit you with the .9
gettin’ guala on the low, big bank all the time
motherf_cker finna slide, leave him dead up in his ride
where the opposition? b_tch you know we got the knocka
bend through his block, stеady lookin’ for an oppa
b_tches steady dissin’, spin his block like a bottlе
shawty on my line, said she wanted me to top her
don’t test the gang, ‘cuz this sh_t can get deadly
f_ck around, we pull up on an opp and behead him
bag on my back, ‘cuz your boy makin’ cheddar
n_gga talkin’ tough, then he get hit up with the ‘retta
[verse]
big choppa
can’t stop us
bad b_tch, and she totin’ the knocka
f_ck with us, he get turned into grabba
f_ck the lil’ b_tch, then i dip for another
glockies, i tote ‘em
hit it with the trojan
b_tch in my pack, and this sh_t h_lla potent
b_tch i never lack, tell a n_gga “what’s the motive”
brodie want me dead, but they never make a motion
[bridge]
get into it
get ruthless
got a b_tch, said she wanna go to ruth chris
go stupid
off the fool sh_t
go dumb with the chop, leave him toothless
keep me a rocket, we dump out the v
she be touchin’ my pockets, while she off a bean
gun jam up, he get hit with the beam
and i’ll stack me a band ‘cuz i love all the green
[pre_chorus]
deal with the devil, said i gotta take his soul
bend the block, grip the chop, and let this motherf_cker blow
b_tch i’m makin’ all the green, so they know we on go
slit his throat, take his dough, and then a b_tch she hit the road like
[chorus]
bad b_tch said she wanna get inside
betta watch your tone ‘fore i hit you with the .9
gettin’ guala on the low, big bank all the time
motherf_cker finna slide, leave him dead up in his ride
where the opposition? b_tch you know we got the knocka
bend through his block, steady lookin’ for an oppa
b_tches steady dissin’, spin his block like a bottle
shawty on my line, said she wanted me to top her
don’t test the gang, ‘cuz this sh_t can get deadly
f_ck around, we pull up on an opp and behead him
bag on my back, ‘cuz your boy makin’ cheddar
n_gga talkin’ tough, then he get hit up with the ‘retta
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