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and they hate it - cursed lyrics

[intro]
alright man h-ll yeah, i get what you [?] in homeboy
yeah, alright h-ll yeah, sh-t, that’s what the f-ck i’m talkin’ ’bout these papers here right here
yeah, listen, turn that sh-t
’cause i ain’t just no motherf-ckin’ fool up in these streets, i’m finna get some [?] sh-t
tell me, any sorry -ss slip and you wouldn’t put the clip in?
sh-t man, that’s what i’m f-ckin talkin’ about, godd-mn [?] them laws
man f-ck them-man f-ck y’all muhf-ckers, y’all b-tch–ss hoes, f-ck y’all muhf-ckers
i ain’t finna be taking enough of n-body’s sh-t, i break in and f-ck y’all muhf-ckers sh-t
that’s what the f-ck i’m talkin’ about, sh-t, ain’t n-body on my level man
step to me and meet the devil

[verse]
it’s the b-tch, k!lla cursed [?] ain’t k!ll a devil
doomshop b-tch you ain’t [?] the f-ckin’ level
f-ck with a k!lla d-ck your brain with a [?]
all i want is a [?] heavy metal
b-tch it’s a [?], it’s a [?] anger
call the cops first, it’s a automatic banger
a six-barrel strap with one in the chamber
tell ya homies and watch ’em hang up the stranger
shots [?] it’s that 1-8-6
goin’ out, f-ckin’ [?], watch me creepin’ [?]
blowin’ out, couple [?} for all the homies that we see
diggin’ down in the earth six motherf-ckin’ feet
got the [?] band, 30 shots in the clip
goin’ out like a dud, put the bounce on the b-tch
it’s that type of k!lla sh-t that make your left thigh twitch
1-8-6 dead bodies lined up in the ditch

[outro x 32]
doomshop, [?]

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