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lirik lagu mile lo club - shut your face

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[verse 1: jym]
f~ck you dissin’ me
just to get some f~ckin’ clout
i’mma pull this 44 out
show you what the f~ck it’s ‘bout
i’m a south bound hound
blood and gold up in my mouth
you can try and take these rounds
‘til you layin on the ground
p~ssy boy gon’ wanna flex
until i’m whippin’ out my tec
and then i’m bangin’ up the set
when it’s aiming at his neck
i don’t deal too good with threats
it’s when i’m p~ssed, i’m at my best
i been dealing with these pests
it’s in my brand new spartan vest
b~tch i’m denver bred
i’m from the land
we shake your hand
then take your head
and even then
like evil dead
we ashin’ led
and baggin’ chеck
a pacifist
with an ass to kiss
i’ll bag his b~tch
then smash his lip
i’m an evil motherf~ckеr ‘til the day i die
if you wanna try and buck up
then i’ll take your f~ckin life
that’s an eye
for an eye
man you wanna be a k!lla
but you’ll never pay the price
i’m a motherf~ckin villain
with that red up in my eyes
and i’m feelin’ like i’m skrilla
with these zombies in my sight
imma fly
right by
in that chevy ‘75
and i’m high
why why
from the acid in my mind
99
ways to f~ckin’ die
b~tch you lookin at the chosen one
i ain’t runnin’ for my life and i ain’t hiding guns
yeah you like it huh
you can try and strife
but when the fight is done
you’ll be showin’ what you could’ve had
to your motherf~ckin’ wife and son
v~g~n~s on the web
talkin’ this and that
and i could f~ckin’ bet
they never say it to my face
it’s all behind my back
and i’m gon’ play it at a different pace
i’m planning my attack
while you filling up the cup
i’m filling up another f~cking stack
your b~tch a filthy nasty sl~t
i’ll break another f~cking back
b~tch i’m back in black
and if you’re cutting slack
you’re getting zapped
i don’t got no time for that
10k on designer hats
i don’t think i’m buying that
yeah we know your line is wack

[verse 2: jakethemixtape]
take a trip with me
through my psychopathic mind
(mind)
got no sympathy, for these guys that like to lie
(lie)
won’t do sh~t for free
pay me mine before you f~cking die
you can run and hide, i’mma find you every single time
send him to the sky
that’s a wise decision
always on my grind cus i got a vision
got ammunition
got ambition
pistol gripping, whipping anyone who’s b~tchin
in the kitchen whipping, smoking, sipping everyday
fit drippin’
brick flippin’
as long as i’m getting paid
slit wrist with my blade
dip quick or you’re getting sprayed
(pow!)
dump you’re body in a grave
pour my wock in my lemonade
life is a big charade, i can peep the fake
(snake)
we should just catch a fade
you’ll make a big mistake
if you get in my face
(b~tch)
life is a rat race
you got a bad case of a sad face
while i’m on a sack chase
living life in a fast pace
mine in a bad state
mad cus i’m that great
this will be your last day
burn you turn you to an ashtray
smoke you like a fat j
(aye!)
yeah i’m rotten to the core
i’m lifted off the meds
dropping bodies to the floor
addicted to the bread
doing sh~t you can’t afford
wishing you were dead
when i’m knocking on your door, i’m aiming at your head
i just need some time to grow
might as well just die alone
lost control a long time ago
my wrist is so cold my time is froze
f~cking up the microphone
double cup my styrofoam
front door
back door
we coming through your window
strapped with two poles
i’m rocking it akimbo
glock made you limbo
at the top with jymbo
make you drop like kimbo
b~tch i stay stompin’ on your noggin
with my timbs hoe


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