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lirik lagu kxllswxtch & sxmpra - umaga

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[intro]
mtm, hit ’em with the heat
c~ck my d~ck back, let it bust on a b~tch
yeah, yeah, uh
yeah, yeah, uh

[chorus: kxllswxtch]
b~tch, it’s suicide
if you test your luck with mine like a lucky strike
you get smoked, it’s do or die
bullets hit you like destructo discs
your flesh divide
shawty ride my d~ck like motorists
then get exiled
ain’t life a b~tch? oh well, don’t fold
get your revenge, call a blitz
get down or lose your life and your limbs
name the pistol zatch bell
’cause thunder spark out its neck
bodiеs droppin’
lead showers keep fallin’, subtracting heads

[verse 1: kxllswxtch]
okay, hot steel burn him likе sl!cks
b~tch, i’m feelin’ like umaga with my thumb in your b~tch
okay, you flinch, like mahito get stitched
transfiguring her belly when i’m in her uterus
okay, got green on me like a celtic
okay, too much money coming, i’m a rich pr~ck, okay
my b~tch thick, shawty vicious, okay
my dog rolling with me like finn, okay
said my b~tch p~ssy pink
like the fur coat on k!lla cam
saiga~12 rip through your tissue
hit your core like menstrual cramps
b~tch, i’m twisted with that metal
dispose of you, then i laugh
heat blasting like tennyson
i disintegrate y’all to ash
[verse 2: sxmpra]
i remember when that [?] like everyday
them mothaf~ckas wanna play, i don’t forget what they say
i don’t forget, i don’t forget
lil’ b~tch stay the f~ck off [?]
them mothaf~ckas pretending [?]
[?]
f~ck everybody, i move at my pace
f~ck everybody, i’m getting my paper
these p~ssies be talking, i get to the fade
running, running out of money
how the f~ck is you gonna hate?
rottie rippin’ up his face
choppa kickin’, make ’em race
pop a .9 up in my brain
and let me drift away, b~tch

[verse 3: kxllswxtch]
b~tch want smoke
ain’t n0body wanna test
no, the kid won’t fold
leave his body a mess
and when the world go cold
watch a motherf~cker rise up out the mud
from mud to millionaire, i digress
my tec
put the barrel to his neck
pull the trigger, motherf~cker
let me know what’s next
lil’ hoe, it’s that young van gogh
b~tch, i’m painting with the head
everybody want a hand
like it’s left 4 dead, okay
[verse 4: sxmpra]
b~tch, i’m bustin’ out the cage
i leave ’em wasted, i’m wasted
these motherf~ckers think i got complacent
i place ’em up in the morgue
and now they busy wastin’
they tastin’, that bitter taste
b~tch, that be my name, yeah

[chorus: kxllswxtch]
b~tch, it’s suicide
if you test your luck with mine like a lucky strike
you get smoked, it’s do or die
bullets hit you like destructo discs
your flesh divide
shawty ride my d~ck like motorists
then get exiled
ain’t life a b~tch? oh well, don’t fold
get your revenge, call a blitz
get down or lose your life and your limbs
name the pistol zatch bell
’cause thunder spark out its neck
bodies droppin’
lead showers keep fallin’, subtracting heads


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