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lirik lagu cutthroatcrew - one punch

[verse 1]

i make you hop out your tennis shoes
pull up to yo crib what the f-ck we gon get into?
i’m coming ready, i’m wearing my bulletproof
let off some shots til we empty a crib or two
he talking down he get sprayed with a mac 10
rifle is blasting
straight to the action
just like a movie these n-ggas be acting
i came to k!ll ima turn you to past tense
my bullets ripping up straight thru his body
copy and paste all these n-ggas is sloppy
king of the jungle n0body can stop me
filled to the brim but n0body can top me
i come to your crib and i’m breaking like everything
that b-tch is a treesh i can’t buy her no wedding ring
my chopper make music i strum it and let it sing
f-ck all you n-ggas i moved on to better things
cutthroatcrew but i’m coming like one man
punch with a 3 round drum call it two hand
touch cause you n-ggas play safe like 3 band
clutch with a heat pack play on each hand
my n-ggas come ready for war and they battle
you better watch out cause these n-ggas they tattle
i’m raising you n-ggas it’s feeing like cattle
i pull out my gun and these n-ggas scadattle

[hook]

i wouldn’t cross my sight ‘less you had to
can’t say a thing just watch out what my lads do
bomb on the porch let it blow make you flat thru
put on a mask then run up and i blast you

that man is a nut he is something like cashew
throw me that -ss we gon see what this cash do
your boyfriend a lame he’d be mad if he catch you
you will not tell him a thing if he ask you

[verse 2]

away from the bullsh-t
away from the p-ss play
you are a joke like a brit wit his p-ss take
stuffing her mouth ask her how does my d-ck taste?
she sing on the tip hitting notes like it’s rick james
i run it up count the cash wit no missed date
fill up my pockets the money is big bait
took me a minute i wasn’t a tid late
crossed out my exes and took me a big break
tying my shoes then get ready and loaded
he moving slow like his body was bloated
i let off a shot and my bullet it floated
he is the target the and i am the motive
i am the reaper i come without notice
i earned all my stripes just by acting my coldest
i was the youngest but i felt like the boldest
i’m trigger happy i might shoot up the potus

[hook]

i wouldn’t cross my sight ‘less you had to
can’t say a thing just watch out what my lads do
bomb on the porch let it blow make you flat thru
put on a mask then run up and i blast you

that man is a nut he is something like cashew
throw me that -ss we gon see what this cash do
your boyfriend a lame he’d be mad if he catch you
you will not tell him a thing if he ask you

- lirik lagu cutthroatcrew

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