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lirik lagu kill… – fat trel

[intro]
(12hunna on the beat)
(godd*mn, bj with another one)
uh

[chorus]
ayy, hold up
n*ggas d*ck eating, i don’t feel n*ggas (i don’t feel n*ggas)
like a full time job, not to k!ll n*ggas (not to k!ll n*ggas)
judge gave me time, how i deal with it (how i deal with it)
still feel god’s blessing, all the real n*ggas (all the real n*ggas)
and n*ggas know my name, i don’t know n*ggas (i don’t know n*ggas)
i orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas (just to show n*ggas)
you ain’t shot sh*t, so you a ho, n*gga (you a ho, n*gga)
pullin’ six out the socks, bah, blow n*ggas (blow n*ggas, bah, mwah)

[verse 1]
last kiss from yo’ mama, n*gga (yo’ mama, n*gga)
while you in that casket (casket), a young dead b*st*rd (b*st*rd)
just listen to the pastor, he say it’s tragic (it’s tragic)
taking pictures with them choppers, but you never had any (haha)
let a n*gga k!ll gleesh, he couldn’t fathom (never)
steady sippin’ hennessy (‘nеssey) ’cause i got k!ller mannеrs (manners)
promise you don’t want to see me with a bandana (‘dana)
say, f*ck this rapping, come and put you p*ssies on a platter (yes)
i stay to watch the body drop and blood splatter (splatter)
then go home and f*ck my wife like life never mattered
you with the feds in my business, you ain’t low, n*gga (you ain’t low, n*gga)
you put it on the internet, i’m on parole, n*gga (i’m on parole, n*gga, parole)
and my appearance, the feds at my show, n*gga (at my show, n*gga, show)
we ‘posed to keep it in the streets, you ain’t slow, n*gga (you ain’t slow, n*gga, slow)
so i laugh as i pluck another jack*ass (jack*ass)
every day i’m all black (uh), another black mask (another black mask)
[chorus]
hold up
n*ggas d*ck eating, i don’t feel n*ggas (i don’t feel n*ggas)
like a full time job, not to k!ll n*ggas (not to k!ll n*ggas)
judge gave me time, how i deal with it (how i deal with it)
still feel god’s blessing, all the real n*ggas (all the real n*ggas)
and n*ggas know my name, i don’t know n*ggas (i don’t know n*ggas)
i orchestrated demonstration just to show n*ggas (just to show n*ggas)
you ain’t shot sh*t, so you a ho, n*gga (you a ho, n*gga)
pullin’ six out the socks, bah, blow n*ggas (blow n*ggas, bah)

[verse 2]
ayy, ayy, hold up
you wasn’t with me in that cell, it was me and foams (foams)
catching bombs, making plays on the iphone (flackers)
and i seen your baby mother, i know you need a loan (haha)
yes, i suggest you b*tches leave me alone (yes)
tell rakkah order bags, gotta make it last (blrrt, h*llo?)
send his cash up, i put a k!ller on his ass (bah)
i’m in a hallway with dog, i ain’t got a pass (got a pass)
it’s me, turkey, steph and zo, we looking for a blast (blast, blast)
code blue, call medical, i bust a fan (fan, fan)
white runtz, eating edibles i love to laugh (ooh*ooh, ah)
light lunch, that’s a ‘bow while i’m smoking gas (ooh*ooh, ah*ah)
i need all the brown paper from them brown bags
and i need to prosecutor b*tch to stand down
i can’t leave my kids again, b*tch, i’m a man now (ooh*ooh, ah*ah)
but n*ggas try you, so you don’t understand now (ooh*ooh)
catch him walking down the street and lay that blam down
[bridge]
(12hunna on the beat)
(godd*mn, bj with another one)

[outro]
ooh*ooh, ah*ah, ooh*ooh, ah*ah
ooh*ooh, ah*ah, ooh*ooh, ah*ah, ah*ah
ooh*ooh, ah*ah, ah*ah

- fat trel

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