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The Slaughter “Tab #5”
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Meechy Darko
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[Intro] Last night I called my grandma, clutchin' on the Bible Asked her what she doin', and she said "Prayin' for your rivals" (Doses) [Verse] My Chemical Romance, gun on my waist Me and my bitch grindin’ to slow jams Tizzy lost in the days, dizzy To keep score, he would slash tallies on his blicky Soul lifter, block spinner Until the bloody end, then I'm a plot twister I'm the Acid God, unload Barrel always smokin' like a fat cigar, dun' know It’s just AK's, F&N's, 9 MM's Options in the G-Wagon Mercedes Benz Friend turn to foes and get bullet holes Money, cash, hoes, you know how it goes Bitin' niggas, must have lockjaw That's my style, it's not yours The bigger picture, somеtimes you niggas get cropped off Usеd to be on my dick, bitch, why you hopped off? Bitch, why you hopped off? What goes around comes around, so I bought a revolver Rule number uno, always strapped in California You brought two guns, for what? Can't kill me twice My life like: sex, money, guns and ice Hennessy White, Messiah time, New York state of mind Miami Vice, cocaina and a nasal high, why? Loadin' up this chopper I got everything you need like witch doctors The law of attraction, speak it, universe shall offer I been prayin' for your downfall like brown leaves in autumn Slaughter
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