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FUCKAPACHE
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You pu**y boys wanna talk bout sh*t u got no clue of I bet no one got your back from the people u love So u better shut the f**k up Tell your b*t*h to grow up Tell your b*t*h to back up I whip my knife and stab ya Put that on the gang Put that on my fam Mercenaries, k9 unit with them sharp fangs Come and get your mans Come and get your friend Before I turn this gathering into a bloodbath Thinking you got bucks When you're bankrupt Ganji att**ude and rebel Till your homeless Stone cast To own less Down when f**k up Teeth in acid Ends around In the cold Dig a grave out for gold Punished convictions Done f**k a system Submission A hollow ward Can't put subordinate order It's inefficient Done but your sh*t ain't done F**kit got that Belt still equipped when you crawl Crawl from the crypt All you b*t*hes act so gangsta Throw the pipe bomb out the tesla All this sh*t is way too messed up F**k the law eat cops for breakfast Tactic vest made of kevla Garbage clique meet the red dot Hollow tips for the headshot Leave the place drivin faster Wrum wrum wrum B*t*h I'm drippin I could swim I feel water on my skin water bending ain't no sin Diamonds on my glove call me thanos Silence at your shows better wake up Your b*t*h wants it raw shes a nympho Ain't no more talk enough infos All you b*t*hes act so gangsta Throw the pipe bomb out the tesla All this sh*t is way too messed up F**k the law eat cops for breakfast Tactic vest made of kevla Garbage clique meet the red dot Hollow tips for the headshot Leave the place drivin faster
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