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christ dillinger house part 2 - christ dillinger lyrics

[dj smokey tag]
i don’t believe in human rights

[intro * zayguapkid]
yeah, aye, yeah, aye
i’m in the trap, n*gga, movin’ ’round
i been the flyest n*gga in the town
i catch a opp we gon’ gun him down
fill that n*gga up with rounds
you gon’ hear them f*cking sounds

[dj smokey tag]
holy f*cking sh*t, this is f*cked beyond repair

[zayguapkid cont.]
we gon’ shoot that n*gga down
yeah ay
me and xhris on the town, ay

[dj smokey tag]
shadow rich gang just took your soul
and you’re never getting it back

[zayguapkid cont.]
i wanna drive him around and round
yeah, i sip the lean n*gga, out the ounce
[verse 1 * xhris2easy]
me and zayguap run the whole section
weed so good, gave me an erection
shawty sucked my gumball like benson
got a stick, brah, i ain’t fencin’
shawty said xhris u offensive
i’m like, nah b*tch, i’m authentic
on my head acid souljah put the based crown
me and acid souljah finna take over your town
come to your town and we sell out a show
you can’t sell out a show
at your show i ain’t see a single hoe
all i saw was dudes, and they sweaty as a f*ck
they look like some losers
all my fans is lit
all my fans get b*tches

[verse 2 * acid souljah]
all our haters b*tches
we all pull up with the glocks, they got switches
i’ve been on a money makin’ mother f*ckin’ mission
everyday i wake up and i’m hungry for the bag
i remember being broke as f*ck and down bad
i was hitting l!cks just to get a little bag
now i’m playing shows and i get a big amount
your girlfriend at the crib and she opened up her mouth
[dj smokey tag]
shadow wizard money gang, we love casting spells

[verse 3 * pistolero2k]
she gon’ bust it open, ay
i just popped a bean, take flight, yeah i’m floating, ay
junkies keep on calling when i wake up in the morning, ay
i started gettin’ anoying, ay
lero2k took my sh*t and went up like i’m floating
we so evil tryin’a f*ck, [?]
sell some white, keep the perc, now his ass having a seizure
f*ck that hoe, yeah, you could keep her
i’m in the back, she smoking reefer
hit the block ’cause i’m a tweaker

[verse 4 * christ dillinger]
pull up and we sellin’ out the show, you know how it go
ain’t n0body going to your show
’cause u n*ggas hoes
your show looking dead as f*ck, looking like a funeral home
your show like a big [?] show
your show lookin’ like the employment line
why you even doing a show, you wasting time
your show look just like china after corona virus
christ dillinger selling out the show, after i get of the stage your b*tch tryin’ to find us
n*gga once we start beefing we gon’ beef forever n*gga, i ain’t putting it behind us
f*ck a n*gga’s b*tch for hours, when i skeet, she said perfect timing
[verse 5 * bruhmanegod]
up for the rest of my life, ’cause it’s god’s design
and i love how i live, i don’t feel like dyin’
b*tch put me on the stage ’cause i put in work
if you sl!ck, talkin’ sh*t, put you on a shirt
you woke up like it’s a bad day
i woke up, i’m getting mad cake
all that hater sh*t don’t get you paid
and you’re nothin’ in your d*mn grave
i’ma pull up with the toy and let it spray

[dj smokey tag]
this song is terrorist propaganda
and listening to it is punishable by death

- christ dillinger lyrics

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