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lirik lagu 11-5 - 17 reasons

[verse 1: taydatay]
murder em all, we hit they block like seagal
with major heat to make a n~gga sh~t up in his drawers
the proper cause, a~yola and a little scratch
got them rockets, wannabe bustas laid out on they back
in fact, we hit em hard like bricks
32 rounds up out thе clip with my extra on the hip
silencе the whole house for the grade a plus
make a move and we bust and take the riches with us
block style, oakdale n~gga gone wild
getting caught up in some crazy sh~t, like the x~files
b~tch, it’s frisco where n~ggas don’t wear capes
and like $hort i know pimps, playas fakes (n~gga b~tch)
chopping game from the h.p. hill
born nade with the iceman, lookin’ for some b~tches to k!ll
it’s all good n~gga, recognize
17 reasons for your b~tch to call homicide
[chorus: taydatay, maine~o]
makin’ money all day, slangin’ rhymes and kicks
with no time for the b~tches that be on my d~ck
shiiiiiit, n~ggas betta recognize
17 reasons for your b~tch to call homicide
makin’ money all day, slangin’ rhymes and kicks
with no time for the b~tches that be on my d~ck
shiiiiiit, n~ggas betta recognize
17 reasons for your b~tch to call homicide

[verse 2: hennessy]
we got em on the run with my mask on
as i flee from the scene about my green, i be forced to get my blast on
dressed in all black, equipped with gat and stocking cap
n~ggas wanna jock the rap and talk sh~t but i ain’t talkin’ back
you act sick, you get yo ass kicked
what goes around, comes around
lay it down or get blasted
i’m all about my cash, b~tch
i thought you hurt for tryna beef
when you deep, when you leak, you get served
that’s my word, grab my gat between your back
and off the liquor i be perved
i’m sellin’ my crack back on the track
and this to whom it may concern
cause n~ggas gon get they paper regardless
in this world i’m the sergeant, straight hawking and boguarding
money growing like a garden
until i fall beside, riding high with alcohol and my dog
and if they fall, i’ma pick him up
with knuckles bald, ready to brawl, n~gga get him up
[chorus: taydatay, maine~o]
makin’ money all day, slangin’ rhymes and kicks
with no time for the b~tches that be on my d~ck
shiiiiiit, n~ggas betta recognize
17 reasons for your b~tch to call homicide
makin’ money all day, slangin’ rhymes and kicks
with no time for the b~tches that be on my d~ck
shiiiiiit, n~ggas betta recognize
17 reasons for your b~tch to call homicide

[interlude]
(11/5 in this b~tch)
yeah, this m~th~f~cka
i wanna ask these m~th~f~ckas question
is my sf patnas k!llin’ hoes up in this b~tch?
(h~ll yeah we k!llin’ hoes)

[chorus: taydatay, maine~o]
makin’ money all day, slangin’ rhymes and kicks
with no time for the b~tches that be on my d~ck
shiiiiiit, n~ggas betta recognize
17 reasons for your b~tch to call homicide
makin’ money all day, slangin’ rhymes and kicks
with no time for the b~tches that be on my d~ck
shiiiiiit, n~ggas betta recognize
17 reasons for your b~tch to call homicide
[verse 3: maine~o]
i got an encore, semi~automatic nina express
i put between your f~ckin dome and of the 15
and the rest of your m~th~f~ckin body
f~ck a vest, john gotti, put you to rest with the shotty
commence to k!lling everbody
ain’t no more words spoken, see i ain’t joking
i’m just ridin’ and locin
every dog can play the b~tch and if she trick, then i smoke it
[?] thriving, survive on beat
gangsta made, slang the purest cocaine on the street
we the k cuttaz, cheese gettaz
these n~ggas freeze n~ggas
i put them under like seagal, they seize n~ggas
masked white resembling jason, i’m chasin’ that ass
use hate, ways to hesitate, i’m racin’ that ass
get yo whole crew, we told you that we k!llas
got my hollow tip in that ass, you got no choice but to feel this
betta head for your latrine, i got the red beam creepin’
with seven shots, n~ggas you can pop cause i got 17 reasons

[outro]
~hahaah you know how we be doin’ this sh~t
~yeah, this m~th~f~cka, i wanna ask these m~th~f~ckas a question. is my sf patnas k!llin’ hoes up in this b~tch?
~h~ll yeah we k!llin’ hoes!!
~h~ll yeah, you know what i’m sayin’? my n~gga julio in this m~th~f~cka, my n~gga chuck, h~ll yeah, it’s goin’ down in the town
~twenty~six, b~tch
~stupid hoe, on yo ass, b~tch
~k!ll a b~tch
~k!ll a b~tch quick

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