lirik lagu eazy listening - quick kill
ay
shouts out moderate
ay
shouts out my endocrinologist dr patel
aite come on, ay
it’s not a peace pipe it’s a percy
flip that crack
cop that spice
drip so hard
gotta keep it rice
i got one shooter
do it for jollof rice
phone blowin up
like, aite
eazy, can i get a g
can i get a q
i’m in n16 where are you
smelly bag on me next to my colostomy
just some spice and some p
some readies
some wonga
5’8
but i got a 6’6 don from tonga
i’m on his shoulders, like an exoskeleton
got a couple man, no divas
couple lowlifes, couple schemers
step to me and it’s suicide
spittin some audio psilocybe
bad b sippin on my ding~a~ling
your beat on steph’s ting
heard she go down, quick
like l!ckety~split
does the splits, then it’s l!ckety~spit
that man’s under your skin like ringworm
got a nine~incher
no grey worm
come like
j.s., j.s. that jason statham or johnny sins
i do fraud and food that’s pins and needles
cah i been sat in this whip all day
with a brick of the spice and a k of the k
got a couple years in the game
couple credit cards in your name
just copped a oled lcd led tv
just to watch nina hartley
pull up get skewered like kebab
your g in the cut like a scab
i been waitin on this one
i was in pen with a bread sandwich
i was in the pen no bandwidth
i was in the pen no pen
had to write in blood and s~m~n
now i hear this track from who?
jc, no mention, he’ll jump in a beef for attention
pen me a 16 but he don’t know me
swear [?], paigan
in the woods with a woodie
cap with the bells like noddy
joke man court jester claiming king
bow when a real king enter
fronts
acts like he does ten toes, really joe~shmo/
dead~flows does twinkle toes
i’m movin like judy, trust me
just me, no jury
tyson no fury
man caught feelin off a jezza
then he got booted like corbyn
your mother sh~t on herself giving birth
nurse said wow it’s siamese
are you really on this
cuz i’ll send a man londis
send a man to costcutter
coming for fakes like the bladerunner
next time you try cc me i will make the last thing you see me
can’t spin me, i’m a spin doctor, call me malcom tucker
t~t~tucker
i can spin you with a s~s~stutter
churn jokes like b~b~b~tter
spice on the stove, it’s the c~c~cutter
where my yg young smelly
he’s lurkin at your backdoor
juke you in the belly, guts spillin on the flaw,/
then i’m billin up a raw once i settle that score
back on the road with a couple of scores
pull up in a polo
get the shank in and out like a yo~yo
yoyo, yoyoyo
don’t play with me fam
don’t play man, it’s no games
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