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murder - 83hades lyrics

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[intro]
god, yeah
look at this glock, b*tch
i wanna jump, b*tch
jump, jump, jump

[verse]
you got a safe, i’ma get in it
i got a plan, it don’t fit in it
me and yo’ b*tch on a picnic
take a step closer, you gonna get l!ck quick
p*ssy tryna get in my business
you could get both of your wigs split
you can get locked, b*tch, i been hipped
already had it in mind when i did this
i was born crazy, i like to murder
i been the one that’s gon’ take it further
they’re gonna party when i’m down there, under
then i’ll clap like some f*cking thunder
boy, what you want? i’m talkin’ ’bout drugs
they wanna be me, ain’t got no buzz
f*ck her one time, ain’t got no l*st
want your sauce, and your death is a must
i’m getting woozy, i’m all off a buzz
she wanna do mе and like all my guns
either you do or you’re gonna gеt done
putting f*cking chronic in yo’ lungs
diggin’ my sh*t, i’m up in her buns
i’m dugging her out ’cause i’m boutta bust
i pulled the trigger and it gon’ combust
i pulled the [?] out, it turned him to dust
i’m doing lines with his muhf*cking ashes
police be prayin’, they hoping they catch us
i get the bands they get stuffed in a mattress
i got the fire you get lit, no matches
i grip the fye, he get turned into past tense
smokes gon’ fly, it gon’ rip off her lashes
brains coming out when his skull bashes
up in her p*ssy, my d*ck really splashin’
i wanna f*cking come in from the back end
you could get beat, your body gets blackened
i’ll get him wiped up, just like a napkin
looking at some dead people like some [?]
right, b*tch, i want a perc 30 in my beverage
she give me top ’cause i got the leverage
i got the backup, we f*cking her best friend
she give me good brain, i learned a lesson
i got a big watch, just like i’m ben 10
i got a big glock if you gon’ threaten
they call me glock ’cause b*tch i be blastin’
i got a mans who would f*ck up your reverend
cheap casket, what you would find him dead in
p*ssy so large, i can stick my head in
i get a charge, you know how i’m steppin’
i’m getting charged with a lethal weapon
super soak him, b*tch, you know how i’m wettin’
sending bullets like he dead, catch it
treat the pistol like your bed, wet it
treat the b*tch like she bled, get it?
beat the p*ssy to a pulp, get it
drivin’ ’round, sellin’ dope, who said it?
you know how it happened and you know i let it
said you would k!ll me like ha, i bet it
shoot him then i gotta shoot the paramedics
shoot him these bullets his body, i stretch it
ain’t begging for sh*t, you won’t see me desperate
swear to god, nowadays b*tches be lookin’ like
walk in the function, you know what i’m holdin’ on
tell me what’s happenin’, tell me what’s going on?
sold a ball for 3, not talkin’ pokémon
he grabbed simmons, they got me showing off
i’m off a smurf, they got me dozin’ off
all you b*tch ass rappers one room, it’s a broke*off
one look at your b*tch, and i go soft

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