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lirik lagu gta – dustero, ka$hdak

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intro:
ka$hdak the producer?
chorus:
hit a b*tch, k!ll a b*tch
hit a b*tch, k!ll a b*tch
k!ll a b*tch do what you supposed to do
backin’ out my big sh*t, shoot who you supposed to shoot
this is last ride before we meet my f*ckin’ glock, you f*cked boy
lamgo and truck noise, we caught him slippin’, no cap boy
he don’t got it on him think his daughter with ‘em water whippin’
38 revolver got his father dippin’ big sh*t
only f*ck with hoes and p*ssies bangin’ for the crip flag
maybe set a plot on all ‘em b*tches push them sh*t back
hold on, beat a block b*tch from, and get it quick fast
make a scene, p*ssy b*tch hoe this ain’t man believe
we bakin’ bees backin’ out the baroque for greater scenes and bigger things
run ‘em down i’m not with them hunnid rounds
don’t f*ck around just makin’ sure, you don’t use your head so b*tch we take it off
verse one:
no 5 do’s
summer time we back it and back it forth, must remind you
melly talk to homies on that gang sh*t, cops behide you
did you hit a p*ssy i ain’t jokin’, we ain’t mind two
yeah i make them tall, mothuaf*ckers be like 9.2
fake friends just beat ‘em down, making sure he don’t get up or i’ma shoot him with my hunnid rounds
b*tch, pop it off, pull up to the crib i got a bottle we could pop it off
50 big blue stripes, my homies still got involved
caught him calling for his mama, tell him come and pick him up
lil hoe, he ain’t even ‘bout that
make him move on p*ssies walking nothing, push his skull back
b*tch, ayy
chorus:
hit a b*tch, k!ll a b*tch
hit a b*tch, k!ll a b*tch
k!ll a b*tch do what you supposed to do
backin’ out my big sh*t, shoot who you supposed to shoot
this is last ride before we meet my f*ckin’ glock, you f*cked boy
lamgo and truck noise, we caught him slippin’, no cap boy
he don’t got it on him think his daughter with ‘em water whippin’
38 revolver got his father dippin’ big sh*t
only f*ck with hoes and p*ssies bangin’ for the crip flag
maybe set a plot on all ‘em b*tches push them sh*t back
hold on, beat a block b*tch from, and get it quick fast
make a scene, p*ssy b*tch hoe this ain’t man believe
we bakin’ bees backin’ out the baroque for greater scenes and bigger things
run ‘em down i’m not with them hunnid rounds
don’t f*ck around just makin’ sure, you don’t use your head so b*tch we take it off
verse two:
motherf*ckers don’t give me my credit, so i’m takin’ it
b*tch you know how i do it, count it up and repeat that sh*t
get a bag and then b*tch i’m out, yeah
been stickin’ to the paper like a f*ckin’ staple
this ain’t getting safer we ain’t really able
b*tch who ready to get it started to go
like i’m still tippin’ on 4 4’s yeah, writing my drip yeah
she lovin’ my drip she love my peter vaughan
2 rights gon’ make it wrong, it go on and on
chorus:
hit a b*tch, k!ll a b*tch (ayy)
hit a b*tch, k!ll a b*tch
k!ll a b*tch do what you supposed to do
backin’ out my big sh*t, shoot who you supposed to shoot
this is last ride before we meet my f*ckin’ glock, you f*cked boy
lamgo and truck noise, we caught him slippin’, no cap boy
he don’t got it on him think his daughter with ‘em water whippin’
38 revolver got his father dippin’ big sh*t
only f*ck with hoes and p*ssies bangin’ for the crip flag
maybe set a plot on all ‘em b*tches push them sh*t back
hold on, beat a block b*tch from, and get it quick fast
make a scene, p*ssy b*tch hoe this ain’t man believe
we bakin’ bees backin’ out the baroque for greater scenes and bigger things
run ‘em down i’m not with them hunnid rounds
don’t f*ck around just makin’ sure, you don’t use your head so b*tch we take it off

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