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tennessee - rhodamine lyrics

[intro]
f*ck you, man
evilset

[verse]
hangin’ out the window, holdin’ tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead, catch yo lil ass slippin’
glock poppin’ and bustas droppin’, n*ggas duckin’ from this sh*t
mask on my face, no description of who made this hit
hangin’ out the window, holdin’ tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead, catch yo lil ass slippin’
glock poppin’ and bustas droppin’, n*ggas duckin’ from this sh*t
mask on my face, no description of who made this hit
hangin’ out the window, holdin’ tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead, catch yo lil ass slippin’
glock poppin’ and bustas droppin’, n*ggas duckin’ from this sh*t
mask on my face, no description of who made this hit
hangin’ out the window, holdin’ tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead, catch yo lil ass slippin’
glock poppin’ and bustas droppin’, n*ggas duckin’ from this sh*t
mask on my face, no description of who made this hit
[verse]
yeah, i’m in the club playing [?] the crib
i see all these hoеs stumblin’ tonight, b*tch [?]
small joint in my mouth, but it’s [?]
close my [?]
[?]
this b*tch is [?] put me in the stеamer
but the [?] and yeah
most hated k!lla from the south tennessee
and you motherf*cking bustas can not see
so i’m grippin’ for this motherf*ckin’ shorty b*tch
[?] up this b*tch
scared and take a [?] over* over [?] a lot [?]
over* over [?] a lot [?]
over* over [?] a lot [?]

suck a n*gga d*ck
suck a n*gga d*ck
suck a n*gga d*ck
i’m the most hated k!lla from the south tennessee
and it’s how slow, from my [?] motherf*ckin’ [?]
in the streets full of murder
b*tch, you [?]
b*tches on my [?]
[?] dead n*gga house
b*tch, i got a job for your family
b*tches in [?]
in, b*tch, you murk them
187, got a job for your motherf*ckin’ family
[verse]
hangin’ out the window, holdin’ tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead, catch yo lil ass slippin’
glock poppin’ and bustas droppin’, n*ggas duckin’ from this sh*t
mask on my face, no description of who made this hit

b*tch, we got it situated
b*tch, we got it situated
187 in the progress [?]
[?] 187, it’s gon’ be even
drinkin’ from the places of the homicide
with my homies [?]
this n*ggas hurtin’ [?]
blowin’ out the engine [?]
b*tch, i gotta go, victim [?] the [?]
comin’ for your ass, like a pimp
b*tch, wake up your family
b*tch, we got it situated
b*tch, we got it situated

yeah [?]
you write yourself as [?]
[?]
[?]
in the deep of the south, you’re just a slave
[?]
[?]
[?] and [?] hoes
and i got anna low
and these b*tches wanna f*ck with
this b*tch is deaf by now
[?] hypocrite
bodies on the low
psycho [?] hear the voices in the head
cause we [?] dirty blunts
[?] but i’m still pimpin’ on some crack
[?]
[verse]
hangin’ out the window, holdin’ tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead, catch yo lil ass slippin’
glock poppin’ and bustas droppin’, n*ggas duckin’ from this sh*t
mask on my face, no description of who made this hit
hangin’ out the window, holdin’ tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead, catch yo lil ass slippin’
glock poppin’ and bustas droppin’, n*ggas duckin’ from this sh*t
mask on my face, no description of who made this hit

- rhodamine lyrics

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