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lirik lagu slimesito - kold blooded

[intro: everything gwaluh]
b-tch, whoa
everything motherf-ckin’ gwaluh, n-gg-
the f-ck brackin’?
whoa
huh

[verse 1: everything gwaluh]
i’m the brim reaper (whoa)
b-tch, i’m really cold blooded (blood)
pull up on a n-gg- block (bow, bow)
and put the glock up to his m-ffin (bow, bow, bow)
i ain’t comin’ for no talkin’, n-gg- (no)
ain’t up for discussion (no)
n-gg- disrespect me once (bow)
i call up hkunxhko, tell him bust him (bust him)
call up beezy, tell him rush him (rush)
had the choppers, we got russians (yeah)
i got foreign shooters too (bow, bow)
and they gon’ bust yo’ -ss for nothin’ (bow, bow)
flyin’ in the bimmer coupe (skrrt)
i’m with your b-tch up out in buckhead (yeah)
p-ss the .40, tell her tuck it
ain’t gotta tell her to bust it (no)
i been beggin’ for some beef
’cause my fingers is gettin’ rusty (yeah, yeah)
and i like my money neat
i got 50s, a couple 100s (50s)
and i got it out the ps
i got stoners lookin’ like junkies
i got opps that’s after me
if they catch me, i get to dumpin’ (bow, bow, bow)

[verse 2: slimesito]
if they catch me, i get to dumpin’ (brra, brra)
ak on me and you know i’m clutchin’ (brra)
you not a shooter, n-gg-, you a flunky (on gang)
all of my young n-gg-s really be bustin’ (50)
shot him in the face, i don’t do no fussin’ (brra)
that n-gg- just mad ’cause i slimed his cousin (slime)
i really got ties with shooters and they russian
i hit the scene bustin’ up, these n-gg-s duckin’ (bustin’)
try to run up, i shot his -ss for rushin’
keep the fire on me, i don’t do no tusslin’ (on gang)
two glocks on me, i ain’t goin’ for nothin’ (two glocks)
n-gg- touch me, i shot him in the function (brra)
got a young shooter with me and he gunnin’
hundred round stick on me, yeah, i’m drummin’ (stick)
lil’ foreign b-tch and that ho from london

[verse 3: southsidesmoke]
big -ss glock 23 (glock)
leave his face on the front of white tee (white tee)
beat the case, now i’m out to belize (phew)
i got the glock even overseas (pew)
all my young n-gg-s totin’ .223s (.223)
leave you slumped at the f-ckin’ bp (bp)
robbed a n-gg- at the f-ckin’ qt (qt)
blood drippin’ like the f-ckin’ red sea
whoa, hop out the coupe, shoot (shoot)
ain’t callin’ no truce, i got a shooter on the roof (got a shooter)
might pop me a p-ssy -ss n-gg- like you (like you)
hop out of the porsche with a glock .22 (skrt)
got a shooter in new york, 32 in this booth (we good)
got a southside tool, leave your b-tch -ss spooned (pew)
got three guns on me, n-gg-, what about you?
broad day shootouts and we shootin’ at you (fa-fa-fa-fa)
b-tch

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