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mp5 - cruelkame lyrics

(cruelkame)

am i tripping?
bustas talking sh*t they must of forgot who the f*ck i am
down with the dox, i fold up money, now we hacking sh*t
f*ckers want to talk, always on the internet and sh*t
bustas pull up with that 4.5 i got mp5 b*tch (mp5)
what you wanna do? it’s 9 millimeters rounds all around the town
you f*cking with the wrong ones, i pull up burn yo house down
dumbass rappers always talking bout some dumb sh*t
shut your f*ckin mouth
we know you out here sucking d*ck you clown b*tch

now as i roll around the town
i hear police creeping, f*ck is they thinking?
bullets from the sawed off, hit you knock your jaws off
bustas better duck i got some pistols that’ll test yo luck
these f*ckers tried to set me up
i popped em check they tempеrature
shot em’ in they domе piece
motherf*ck the police
smoking on his homies
resurrect them zombies
they’ll still catch this chrome piece
a motherf*ckin goldy
you f*ckers better know me
(blokka $olo)

k i n g of the south these n*ggas better know
bl!ck riding, hot up with my chop and if they talk i blow this
rips up in my lungs these n*ggas turn to gold hits
your favorite can’t come around, he gon’ f*ck around and smoked b*tch
don’t play no poolyards in my ride, im moving with real k!llers b*tch
on the drill it’s chilly chill, so go to chill before we k!ll you b*tch
makavelli and im banging 6, and them other boys on that f*ggot sh*t
free my young bull out the cage, he’s going back right after this

- cruelkame lyrics

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