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lirik lagu day3, asm bopster & juneboy3 - 1 bkitch

[intro: asm bopster]
aye, that’s on three~o, that’s on the gang
asm murda gang, yeah, you know we bleed stains, slobs [?] on deezy
i got this one b~tch, then i got this other b~tch, then this other b~tch
they not my b~tch, but, thats my b~tch on the low
[verse 1: asm bopster]
aye, i got this one b~tch from schoolyard, she h~lla school
i got this one b~tch from eastcoast, she love to shoot
i got this one b~tch from ten~o, she love to suck d~ck
got this one b~tch from nine~o, h~ll nah she dont spit
got this one b~tch from forty, screaming spoetyyoety
she like tiny bop where you at, i’m tryna throat you
got this one b~tch from fourpack, she moving like that
yeah, this one b~tch from six~o, won’t get off my back
got this one b~tch off the еast, she want me to go deep
got this one b~tch off thе west, man her head she the best
slob~b~tch so sprung, she said she feel me in her chest
make a slob~n~gga run, i’ll put the bullet in his back
how you n~ggas say you gon k!ll me, you ain’t did nun’
n~ggas sayin’ “i got bodies”, boy you big frontin’
how the f~ck you say you big homie, you ain’t shot sh~t
i’m tryna put a slob down with this stock clip
[verse 2: day3]
i got this one b~tch from rollin’, she really roller coastin
we chillin’ on the east she pull up on us, then we blowin’
i got this one b~tch from ug, she really on her feet
i’m callin her for chip, i tell that b~tch to bleed the feet
why all these n~ggas talkin’ hot, like we won’t pop sh~t
we pull up on they block just to motherf~cking mob sh~t
im tryna lay a n~gga down, just for hot sh~t
and any n~gga run up on the gang, get him drop kicked
[verse 3: juneboy3]
been trappin’ all your life, still got no money, what you hustlin’ for
just met this bad b~tch, she a freak made her tocuh her toes
these f&ns hitting, really sn~tchin’ souls
she dropped my cup of sprite in the street, i’m bout to pour some more
this b~tch steady hitting my phone, say she want some more
d~mn, but i’m just guessing
caught ’em in the store, some blues, sent him to heaven
this double c, he didn’t know that, so we had to stretch him
n~gga, we just getting rich
don’t bring your b~tch around the gang, she might get hit
sliding in traffic, real cold, totin’ big sticks
don’t walk around thinking you cool, you gon get flipped
[verse 4: asm bopster]
don’t walk around thinking you cool, you gon get stripped
we lookin’ for your chain and your watch, yeah that’s a big l!ck
she think that she dancing on the glock, nah this a big d~ck
big bl!ck, see a n~gga lacking, imma spill sh~t
ayee, now we droppin’ the fives
i had to give up my chain, ‘cus i ain’t dropping no dimes
i had to hit ’em close range, had ’em right in the eye
n~ggas poppin’ bout the gang but you know they gon slide
see, i’m the king of the jungle, all gorillas gon die
you n~ggas lying in the songs, no y’all ain’t gon’ go slide
asm the murda gang, gon slide like the spies
know the drill bout these rap n~ggas, n~gga all them some lies
aye, you a b~tch in disguiese
you n~ggas coming out the jungle, all you n~ggas gon die
b~tch i’m the king of this jungle, all gorillas gon die
[outro: asm bopster]
aye, all my n~ggas [?]
we really slide on your block, tryna air some’ out
tryna slide on your block, tryna hit his house
i’m tryna slide on your block, knock your face off
catch a n~gga lacking with his b~tch, knock her lace off
n~gga on three~o

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