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murder my stylist - rot ken lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, neeko you made that motherf*cking beat?
ah nah, you ain’t make that mothef*cker
let’s go

[chorus]
i’ll murder my stylist if he try to jam me, he just gon’ become a new vet
don’t try to address or try to finesse me or you gon’ cropped out the picture
that ho’ was too messy, i cut that ho’ off, she keep acting like i was her n*gga
this a new .31 and i came with a drum and these f*ck n*ggas gon’ get the issue
if he bring up a body, i know he a rookie, these f*ck n*ggas know that ain’t official
he got hit in his face, hеard they closing the case
d*mn, thеy know who did it
i step like my name timberland
i’m yo’ daddy, you my children
as i walk through the valley of death, i’m keeping my chop
i ain’t ducking no tension
i ain’t gotta post what you gon’ do to me n*gga, lil n*gga, just handle your business
i wouldn’t tell you what she do to me, n*gga, we tossing her around like a frisbee

[verse]
n*ggas glocks sound like some b*tches, i can’t kick with these peons
glock came in, it hold bout’ sixty, when i catch you, you gon’ see now
know i feel, no, i don’t see nothing
i’m a lion, you a feline
should’ve seen this sh*t in person, n*ggas run when bullets ring out
[chorus]
i’ll murder my stylist if he try to jam me, he just gon’ become a new vet
don’t try to address or try to finesse me or you gon’ cropped out the picture
that ho’ was too messy, i cut that ho’ off, she keep acting like i was her n*gga
this a new .31 and i came with a drum and these f*ck n*ggas gon’ get the issue
if he bring up a body, i know he a rookie, these f*ck n*ggas know that ain’t official
he got hit in his face, heard they closing the case
d*mn, they know who did it
i step like my name timberland
i’m yo’ daddy, you my children
as i walk through the valley of death, i’m keeping my chop
i ain’t ducking no tension
i ain’t gotta post what you gon’ do to me n*gga, lil n*gga, just handle your business
i wouldn’t tell you what she do to me, n*gga, we tossing her around like a frisbee

- rot ken lyrics

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