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awf em - .223jerm lyrics

[why is everything khroam?]
[everything is khroam in the future]

[verse 1: .223jerm]
f*ck the feds f*ck the opps b*tch i off em
b*tch i’m flexed up in this b*tch i look so awesome
hold you hostage take yo mama and yo god son
ak*47 bumpin at yo ear drum
i just did a line of crack rock
watch out for my shoes these hoes are [?]
bb’s on my belt and on my wrist watch
b*tch i’m in the game i feel like chris paul
don’t f*ck with you
b*tch you a lame
[?] on my style man i hear the same thing
we be in yo hood i be yellin “gang gang”
all my n*ggas realest b*tch we go orangutan
b*tch i’m ballin hard man this sh*t ain’t no option
i just smacked this n*gga have his body in a coffin
bump his body then i sell it up for auction
choppa bullets flyin they gone give you lipo suction

[verse 2: j*ice]
f*ck the feds f*ck the cops yeah we poppin some
ch*choppa empty out like 50 david robinson’s
i*in the studio no paper [?] like it’s a party son
we at the strip throwin strippers yeah whole college fund
n*ggas think it’s gang till we drop they whole block like plain janga
and i was just a [?] push yo white girl like topanga
keep the choppas in the kazi got more clips and i got hangers
and i been in the game got more hits than they got bangers
outside till the [?] i got more cheese than peter piper
red beams they get head the shots before they see the snipers
pull up shut up i like to cut up
my choppa sprayin the sun like a [?]
kickin like [?]
you ain’t in my huddles
straight out the tone n*gga straight out the gutter
yo b*tch suckin d*ck and you just kissed her on the mouth
made a couple thou and i ain’t even need a house
[?] and i ain’t even need a house
phone trippin n*gga [?] in the route
smokin big clout with the ar’s out
ridin in the coupes with the ar’s out
[?] be trappin and the ar loud
got out quick cause the k9’s out
let’s find out whatchu say all about
dried up n*ggas [?] hatin no drought
we chase money we won’t cash no clout
we chase money we won’t cash no*
[verse 3: .223jerm]
b*body on my waist let that b*tch c*ck back
i just robbed the plug i don’t need a ski mask
why you [?] my style why you drop my swag
you be chasin b*tches always chasin for the bag
see me smoke boof retaliate the shoot
rob you fast yeah it go vroom vroom
all up in yo house and i shoot yo mommy’s room
n*gga don’t be stupid gimme yo chains and shoes
b*tch i get mad when i hear some stupid sh*t
b*tch you owe me money now it’s time to pay the rent
b*tch it’s be rvr3 when i [?] my finger tips
.40 on my waist you can catch a full clip
i just pulled up and i did drive by’s
shotty 12 guage deuce deuce with a nine
n*gga try me body [?] 45
ridin with my bloods b*tch i’m pull up with my sides
like oh
got the lean with the drip
if you got a problem we can solve it off the rip
b*tch i got hitters and they bangin off the whip
[?] couple n*ggas but they all look like b*tch

[verse 4: dkoolpharaoh]
ay ay ay ay ay ay
hey i keep a big ak rifle strap up on my back
if i ever catch you lackin know [?] imma run yo back
all my n*ggas bout that action like some [?] throwin mags
ain’t n0body bein left out [?] how i attack
and if you b*tch be out here worried then my d*ck will calm her stats
and if it don’t then i ain’t worried cause i toss a b*tch a back
ain’t no [?] cause i’m always in my bag
and if they feel my big semi [?]

- 223jerm lyrics

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