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if you ain't trill - cursed lyrics

[verse 1 *slim law]
[?]

[verse 2 * cursed]
ridin’, slidin’, glidin’ thru this way
murder buses with my n*ggas in the law
with the x*ray always packin’ ak
n*ggas gon’ pay and that’s every day
all i got is demons thoughts
murder never stops
i ain’t gon’ talk sh*t when this taps f*ckin’ drops
when this gang goes off and pops
beat n*ggas up like they owe me
shootin’ three busters like i’m kobe
you b*tches be actin’ like you know me
slice and dice your ass like [?]
i’m just a k!ller from the south
ain’t gon’ talk sh*t when you got a hole thru your mouth
n*ggas top that if you wanna fill the gap
187 on the motherf*ckin’ rap
this be that murder season and we blastin’
wack mcs are never lastin’
bullеts to your head is what i’m passin’
so take this as a lesson bеfore i pull out that smith & wesson
ready to k!ll, keepin’ it trill
so your busters better chill
cuz i’m makin’ that blood spill with the cold steel
it’s so weird, sixset n*gga, you already know the deal

- cursed lyrics

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