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lirik lagu 4 headed dog (feat jaipeavy, murdermeezy & coldshine) – hitemupty

{intro: hitemupty}
(coldshine made them blind)
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since a kid he was terrified he always been bashed up
auntie was a stripper she was always giving ass up
girl he like the most man she a smoker she stay gassed up
way before the covid man that n*gga he been masked up
no b*tch i’m not stunna but i rhymed the same word four times
grew up with my granny when she died i had a hard time
no i’m not up next but i know for a fact i’m in the line
don’t ask me how i feel cause i’m just gone tell you that i’m fine (man i’m fine)
lately i been struggling i been terrified
all these murders on my mind just like when kell died
they don’t care if you old or young boy they gone let them sh*lls fly
just like we in my hero get hit with that h*llfire (ay, yeah, yeah)
{verse 1: murdermeezy & hitemupty}
n*gga i just graduated outta high school i feel like the sh*t
i had to get rid of my girl and get another b*tch
i met tyler on shin0bi striker we was whopping sh*t
criticize my music
let’s see you make something better then
how the f*ck you talking bout my music but you talentless
the only thing that you’re good at doing is sucking on some d*ck
if you think i’m talking about you then b*tch you fit the shoe
if i’m not talking about you bro you shouldn’t have a clue (moaning)
bro you shouldn’t have a clue
you don’t know what i been through
and i feel like tra rags
what the f*ck you tryna get into
i dated this girl she was a thot and that b*tch went to drew
and i’m feeling savage i’m gone name drop bri i’m talking bout you
then you dated christian had that n*gga waiting in the queue
b*tch that p*ssy trash it get one star i gave it my review
christian getting preowned p*ssy i got it when it was new
twelve times two that’s what her body count is that b*tch ran through
ran through just like a finished track meet
i’m running from the graveyard so i pack heat
18k on streams you can check my stat sheet
get up close knock out his grill we don’t rap beef
uh walk down on a n*gga we gone leave em’ dead keep it brief
ain’t no sense of speaking on the dead may he rest in peace
threw em bullets like patrick malone playing for the chiefs
momma crying man she so sad cause her son deceased (yeah, yeah, yeah)
{verse 2 jai}
my n*ggas eat my n*ggas feast
i was so cold had to cop me a fleece
you needa get you some money don’t get you no funny cause you cannot pay for your lease
she go around calling me dog but that lil b*tch coming over she gimme a treat
she thrilling like micheal so i had to beat it and i ain’t matt stonie don’t ask me to eat it
my pockets be full now they call me conceited
i f*ck her she like when i’m wild n’ out
these n*ggas be talking pull up with the cannon ain’t talking mariah i’ll take you out
and she got that wap call her cardi or i take her offset cuz she do anything for the clout
feel like dababy don’t matter if that girl upset cuz she gone put my d*ck in her mouth
f*f*ck it i’ma keep on going hold up
you n*ggas fruits you ain’t really gon roll up
gotta bare with me until my neck polar
got a big draco i look like a soulja
you n*ggas selfish they only know take
shoot at your house
hide your kids call em’ drake
outta this world like eternal atake
tony the tiger i’m gonna be great
you n*ggas copy i call you kakashi
i spicy my noodles i throw in wasabi
i feel like madara i take on a army and just like team seven my n*ggas around me
i’m feeling like uzi i’m rocking the
nike, the nike, the nike, the nike, the nike, the nike
you n*ggas be shiesty i’m finna pull up with my dogs so i dare one you n*ggas to bite me
{verse 3: murdermeezy}
aye jai you snapping to hard on this beat so let me slow down
f*cking this b*tch so hard that she screaming like it’s rolling loud
i hit it doggy so they need to put me in the pound
n*gga use yo f*cking head before we put it on the ground
let me show these n*ggas what i’m doing with this singing sh*t
we gone pull up on a p*ssy n*gga with extended clips
shoot a n*gga like a fl!ck
me and tyler we don’t miss
call up jai he kick your sh*t
turn you to a make a wish
we them n*ggas that can snap on any motherf*cking beat
stupid b*tch just kicked me out because i wouldn’t l!ck her feet
that sh*t is nasty only f*cking with her if she classy
just hit a baddie in the back of a mother f*cking taxi
you don’t want war with us cause p*ssy you gone come up missing
and tell that one n*gga to stop all of that f*cking dissing
he a p*ssy
he a kid
we gone pull up get to tripping
your b*tch i’m d*cking and them body bags gone get to zipping
(ay n*gga we just snapped on that hoe, laughs)

- hitemupty

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