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lirik lagu c.m.l. - red paint

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[intro]
oh yeah, man. f~ck dem n~ggas blood
you know what i′m on n~gga, dead homies
we’ll smoke you over the homies, n~gga
f~ck you thinkin, n~gga
i said trip, load up them choppas, n~gga
i’ll smoke ya patna, n~gga
ain′t no need for no doctor, n~gga
i’m on him like a helicopter, n~gga

[verse]
i’m trippin’ over bris
betta blow ya b~tch a kiss
ya i′ll k!ll ya over that motha~f~ckin diss, n~gga
ten milli i′ll feel him
when i catch him, ima spill him
i don′t give two motha~f~ckin sh~ts, n~gga
i’m on my sh~t like a fly
we shoot suckas till they die
b~tch i′m from the south side, it’s da cl!ck, n~gga
dread locks, head shots, find him with the red dot
f~ck the opps, everybody gettin hit, n~gga
i′m in love wit my mag, you in love with a f~g
f~ck around with the hank and get dragged, n~gga
run up on him close range
bullets rippin’ through his brain
f~ck еverything you claim, yeah it’s sad, n~gga
i just blew up likе a bomb
tell yo homie be calm
yeah i used to f~ck your mom, i’m your dad n~gga
rich n~gga but i′m wild
i take shots at the crowd
yeah this chop thang loud, that′s a fact n~gga
black hoodie, black glock
fold him like a laptop
run up let the mac pop
bullets hit his ragtop
n~gga stop playin’ fore i home invade your stash spot
rich ass n~gga talkin sh~t
i got cash nah
shining like i’m posed to be
your b~tch wanna get close to me
ain’t n0body over me
the benz look like potpourri
talkin like you crazy
ya i’ll pull up and i′ll smoke a knee
i don’t wear no motha~f~ckin mask
you n~ggas know it′s me
white b~tch super thick
haters on some stupid sh~t
been had a big bank roll, i ain’t new to this
dancin’ like i′m crazy
but them crackers say this foolishness
my dread locks wild
come in foul, we be shootin’ sh~t
stompin in these black j’s
modified black k’s
betta say your motha~f~ckin prayers these your last days
rich n~ggas doin drive~bys in the black range
your house so small, it reminded of my half sp~ce
i′m dopa than amphetamines
n~ggas betta quit testin me
comin at the hank correct
that′s what you n~ggas better be
the hand sign i’m throwin up it look just like the letter b
im trippin’ on the opps until they take my last breath from me
k!llin till the death of me
rich n~gga thuggin’
i′ll shut you yo p~ssy ass down with all that fussin
caught him on the side street
shot him and his cousin
we be giving all headshots like it’s nothin’
banked up for life
shake a sucka like dice
half a million worth of ice
i′ll knock out your life
stop playin with these k!llas
before i come and take your life
i’m the freshest n~gga livin’
all these haters do is bite
turn left, turn right
skeet skirt, outta sight
rich boy got cheese
but i don’t f~ck around with mice
she in love with a pimp
i’m in her head like lice
white b~tch, white benz
lookin’ like a grain a rice
i’m in love with k!llin’ opps
i can′t sleep without my chops
f~ck these n~ggas, they be cops
b~tch i love gettin’ guap
headshots body drops
skirt before he drop
i was wit your baby mama
she was blowin’ off my socks (n~gga)
i’m fresher than a peppermint
got painted like the president
bigger than the elephant
your b~tch know that i’m heaven sent
everybody hate on lavish d cuz they irrelevant
she begging for my d~ck
but she keep telling me she celibate


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