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shoot em - tripple ggg lyrics

got em shoot if i was a mouse and they were all elephant and all these people all around me are already dead and the life i had the life i want is running away from me cause i shoot em all they can’t blame me for what i did i did what i did and no one can change my mind cause i’m already dead and i already fled from the police i said so gotta shoot em even though they already dead i don’t really give a f— if you already dead cause i still hate y’all -ss so break a gl-ss so your parents know that you hate your -ss
m.g.k the you reason why you talk trash about eminem daughter cause you know you can’t have a daughter cause you to busy having your dads d-ck in your f-cking mouth… know let me so you a diss track
you may be 6’4 but you can still stuck a d-ck from your daddy or momma so suck a lammas’ d-ck frick brick stick l!ck suck my d-ck you f-ckin preck so as long as my songs getting airplay so i’m dissing you and i’m a hair away from getting carried away and getting sued from yella boy’s on your team and you’re losing the fight you picked so “m.g.k don’t f— around with me i’m quick to sn-tch your ugly -ss of the streets and spank that -ss break a gl-ss so that you know i hate your -ss.your life is full of drama
and i’m sick of the drama rama i spank ya momma hana call your momma before i call y’all father no one likes you pr-ck so suck my d-ck so as long as you live your my b-tch. your brains dead call mr.dwayne he’s dead and if i forgot to call you back then you might as will die motherf-cker die i baked you a pie i want you to die if you lie i might as will k!ll your wife.i got no education i have no concentration cause i love to do the penetration f-ck the race then i’m not normal i go before you all i do is avoid you i don’t want to be a d-ck will i’m already am cause i go to summerslam and everyone like the slim shady and he ain’t no miss katie and he’s a bit shaky,eat flaky rich lady,and some shady
ya mgk so you da rap devil slim the rap god and he’s the god with a black rod spank mom that’s odd f-ck knot why not cl!ck clock. you spent your day playing with a g-y guy you spent the night f-ckin a dead guy and when you come by i don’t say hi all you need to do is just die cause i’m so fly i’m that guy don’t know why when i fly guy that says you g-yest what i said it wrong shut the door sweep the floor start a war anymore then i know i ain’t the flo do the crow suck the toe chrome barrel with the farrel ring the bing k!ll the deer drink a beer kick the rear you disappear i got no tear running down my ckeeks i ain’t
no freak be the geek drink a tea with the lean cracker,smack her,actor you are a slacker.chicka bang,lil wayne,mgk guggi gang,full of g-ys pick a name any name k!lla bang chicka wanyne lil tay f-ck the bay watcher when i got her i mop her with a chopper and i’m not gonna call her cause her father is a baller and he’s taller so when you look up you be like not her.eminem the rap god you the rap devil i can’t believe i saw the little devil so what you are 6’4” eminem doesn’t have to look up to you all he can do is make him your lil b-tch
“crack mother,crack babies and aids patients when the youngblood can’t spell,but you can rock in the playstation and even after all my logic and my theory i added a motherf-cker so you ignorant n-ggas can hear me
k!ll em,beat em,feel em,tell em,k!ll em,hit em
yo ya u suck you ain’t the devil you ain’t the ferral and you ain’t on no level ya see i can be the real me i can be the real devil cause i am on a level with no manner ain’t no planner you on a cat scanner so as you live you get more and more bullsh-t with no spirit and all you do is chet chat f-ck dat spank dat i don’t need dat all i do is cook dat sh-t i ain’t lit i ain’t broken with no token and you gonna be spoken i do not notice that you fat-ss crack in the bottle i hit the high top flip flop keep the change lil wayne cause i got no job im a mob and i like to talk all night long about your mom bout how she turns me on i gotta rod it’s your fault b-tch!

- tripple ggg lyrics

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