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lirik lagu slimesito - no heart

[intro: fluhkunxhkos]
yuh
rich slime gang sh~t, n~gga, you know how the f~ck i’m bumping n~gga
yuh
everybody k!lling, you know we out here thuggin’ on the block on the daily
(yung nino what’s brackin’)

[verse 1: fluhkunxhkos]
slide through my block then yo ass getting parked
lil’ bro gon’ pop you, he don’t got no heart
you can’t lack around here, boy, you better think smart
i suggest you stay out the way and play yo part
flame yo ass up like this wood, you get sparked
i’m the one shooting sh~t as soon as the phase start
it’s me or the gang, you end up in the graveyard
try to pull off on who, boy, yo ass ain’t gon’ get far

[verse 2: bigsmokechapo]
wet his ass up like the mothaf~ckin’ [?]
praying for a key but the whip still push~start
made the pack come alive, man, that b~tch doing somersaults
ridin’ with the heat, what the f~ck i need a coat for
took his ass off like a mothaf~ckin’ jeep door
posted in the park with the mothaf~ckin’ dinosaurs
posted outside and i feel like tyrannosaurus
the fye on me got a kick, call it chuck norris
[verse 3: slimesito]
took yo b~tch now she an escort
talkin’ about [?], you smell like a newport
i’m in the kitchen right now, i need 2 forks
i’m from the islands, that hoe stay in new york
i ran up fifty bands, got that off 2 courts
yo soy el jefe, the one that they shoot for
talkin’ bout smoke, this the sh~t that i live for
linked up with the plug and we met at the clearport

[verse 4: beezy b]
shootin’ these n~ggas now they wanna disclose it
we doing pj’s, n~gga, what’s a layo
i got a bad b~tch and she pistol totin’
i got a green glock, same color of clovers
we pull up on the block, shakin’ sh~t like soldiers
we sendin’ the mail straight to north dakota
the feds be watchin’ like i’m casanova
that chop hit his face up like he got a [?]

[verse 5: fluhkunxhkos]
i know for a fact n~ggas don’t want no smoke
when i slide through yo block, boy, you better get low
the way i’m clutching this stick, n~ggas know i’m gon’ blow
oh d~mn that’s yo b~tch, i was just in her throat
rsg the gang, these f~ck n~ggas know
n~ggas speak on the gang and not uppin’ the score
sn~tch yo favorite rapper after his show
n~gga mention my name and i’ll have his brains on the floor
[verse 6: bigsmokechapo]
that n~gga got played on, go p~ss on his tombstone
got an african shooter, that n~gga from congo
he said my trap beat like a mothaf~ckin’ bongo
got pills, got clean, n~gga, come get a combo
got like 10 names but the players call me john doe
better not be with smoke cause he ain’t lettin’ sh~t go
wrap his ass up like a mothaf~ckin’ gyro
tote two glocks cause a young n~gga bipolar

[verse 7: slimesito]
tote two glocks, man, you know i’m a pistol toter
all my n~ggas, they throwin’ up pistolas
rich slime, all of my traps got antique sofas
got a black stick, pullin’ up in the range rover
557, i ain’t doing no d~mn [?]
i”m smoking them [?], man, i feel like a transporter
you know i’m gon’ [?] all my n~ggas some king cobras
[?], man, i feel like a real soldier

[verse 8: beezy b]
uh, the stick be singing like [?]
i pull up on the block and i be with mobsters
these n~ggas takin’ shots but they ain’t no [?]
i shot ’em in the face now he got head trauma
everything all black, looking just like gotham
so many [?], we put them sh~ts up for auction
i got real shooters, bossed up like i’m stalin
these n~ggas get smoked then they be forgotten

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