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lirik lagu og win - hell on heaven

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verse 1:

n-gga this is h-ll upon heaven
i mingle with satins angels
the angle i view these f-cks at
i wouldn’t get myself tangled
or intertwined with these b-tches
b-tch n-ggas praying for mercy
i spare them cause they’re unworthy
my thought process is unearthly
my dream patterns satanic
some friends turned into enemies
a swig of that hennessy
made enemies look like friends to me
a friend of mine turned out to be a foe to my conception
but with pain comes a blessing
i ain’t stressing
i’m just waiting on a f-ck n-gga to come test me
ain’t sh-t sweet like a diabetic
g-sh-t in my genetics
don’t give a f-ck about your
perception
n-gga this h-ll on heaven!
not built for you goody goodys
i’m 2pac in that hoodie
and you jive n-ggas is p-ssies
i was raised right in that city (ugghh)
full of pity, pain and hate
n-ggas greedy feeding frenzy
take that sirloin off yo plate n-gga
brought into this world with satin starring at your face
when you’re face to face with jesus christ
i hope you b-tches know your place n-gga

hook:

when i die, f-ck it i wanna go to h-ll
cause i’m a piece of sh-t, it ain’t hard to f-ckin’ tell
it don’t make sense, goin’ to heaven with the goodie-goodies
dressed in white, i like black tims and black hoodies
god’ll prolly have me on some real strict sh-t
no sleepin’ all day, no gettin’ my d-ck l!cked
hangin’ with the goodie-goodies loungin’ in paradise
f-ck that sh-t, i wanna tote guns and shoot dice

verse 2:

blood stains dripping from a rifle
close range hitting yo disciples
drug game crook or a bible
cocaine white like its bridle
hustling homies turn rivals
trusting it was just a lie though
to get to heaven h-ll with the prices
just to pair of wrist cold as isis
lamborghini in my dreams
on mlk with the suicides
satin angle with wings
feeling godly looking h-lla fly
b-tches pop they cherry pie
in h-lls kitchen whipping devils pie
red sits got it customized
look like the satin’s guts inside
the devil cursed me got a spell on me
the levels irked me i got h-ll on me
b-tches thirsty like a well on me
p-ssy squirty and it fell on me
n-gga flagging better call the troops
camo flaggin gotta stay true
army jacket and some black boots
blood diamonds in my jesus
flow sick its the wittiest
fast whip its the prettiest
bad b-tch sidittiest
we heard yo sh-t its the silliest
insidious its hideous
all my verses is the grittiest
use to be one of the sh-ttiest
now i’m sh-tting on you idiots

hook:

when i die, f-ck it i wanna go to h-ll
cause i’m a piece of sh-t, it ain’t hard to f-ckin’ tell
it don’t make sense, goin’ to heaven with the goodie-goodies
dressed in white, i like black tims and black hoodies
god’ll prolly have me on some real strict sh-t
no sleepin’ all day, no gettin’ my d-ck l!cked
hangin’ with the goodie-goodies loungin’ in paradise
f-ck that sh-t, i wanna tote guns and shoot dice


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