CAPA/TRACKLIST

Letra : KHABIB NURMAGOMEDOV

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Hoodrich sh*t motherf**kers know i violate em
In your b*t*hes pu**y too deep i got it vibratin
If i said i wanna [?] then id be lying baby
All this coke I shoved into my system got me goin crazy
You know me, Mr.Pimp i was sellin lately
I just killed your brother throw a party got em celebratin
I got voices in my head tellin me (Go kill em 80)

I grab a shovel when i raise and bash his f**king head in
Ask me why I scammed him cuz you b*t*h thats what you f**king gettin
100 people with me strapped up its like a armageddon
Actin like you cool, tryna line me and i almost let em
I hate everybody ima rip your motherf**king head off
B*t*h im undefeated i feel like Khabib Nurmagomedov
100 [?] on the gram [?]
I got [?] you might get me set off
ON MY F**KING D**K I TOLD THAT B*T*H TO GET OFF
DRACO ON MY HIP IT LET OUT BULLETS IT MIGHT RIP YOUR LEAD OFF
UGLY, SHE MADE MY D**K SOFT
DOTS ON HIS CHEEKS MAKE HIS A** LOOK LIKE JIGSAW
IM IN THE HOOD LITTLE BRO NO HIS JOB
PULL BANDS ON EM ITS A MOTHERF**KING HIT JOB
DAMN PERCS GOT MY HEAD GOING CRISS CROSS
1 2 3 4 5 WE LIFT OFF, BOOM
What you said about guap, im the bandman
Can't make your b*t*h give top, but these bands can
your mans up, throw em out he in a trash can
Barely stand up to take a p*ss im off alprazolam
Hide em on the dashcam, b*t*h im the cash man
Pull the gun out let it go it dont get jammed

Im behind scenes pullin strings like a violin
Im with some demons yeah we gettin hella violents
Can't afford the whip so we caught em while he cyclin
Now his body look like a motherf**kin vicadin
Turn me to a pimp, yeah b*t*h im a diamond
Couldn't get the lick, so its [?]
Nothing you could do you might aswell stop fighting it
Cut his body up and bury it no police findin it
Yeah i got my iron like a motherf**king vitamin
Rappers said they riding but the only thing they ride is d**k
Choke her till she unconscious
Im so erotic
Brand new Glock, came with rounds i put a beam on it
Say 1 wrong thing about me my whole team on it
Need a kickstand by my side i could lean on it
Your whole team trash ima burn it then i pee on it
Bullets flying at you yea i got em going supersonic

Im the man now
Flexin with them bands out
A couple dudes came out they wanna hand out
I ain't giving out sh*t im robbin [?] with they pants down
2 grand now you need another vest now
Little mac-11 [?] hell in the background
Fafafa fa everybody put their heads down
He get hit hard, till he get hit with a mac round
Up in her pu**y smell like mac and cheese
Im up in the kitchen yea uh strapped, boy i be
bro, wheres your motherf**king loyalty
up on my feet, i guess you can call royalty
Shot em in the head, got me ridin out joyfully
You little wife beater, boy you finna die here
Im gon make it out, well atleast ill f**king try here
Brand new strap, fully loaded gotta keep it near
Dont care if you famous i will knock out your [?]
Cuttin off his fingers ima keep one as a souvenir
some b*t*hes motherf**ker you is superweird
New year full moon, connecting like some bluetooth
Im a motherf**king psychopath, im the [?]
Big ol choppa on me knock his sh*t, it go doodoodoo
Caught em where he at a red light now he without a roof
Climbin to the top i can't collapse thats a [?] move
Im so motherf**kin high think i need a parachute
Kick em out the circle if they dont know how to cherish you
So many yerkies in me that i feel like i could barely move
recruit, lets see what them cameras do
83 why you gotta do em like that, i was a fan of you
Run in i chop em im finna kill em and double [?]
Started hearin some noise, the guns sound like percussion
I always get what i want, do with no reprocussion
You amount to nothin, gun just get to that suckin
And im just here for the show, but my gun [?] like a trumpet
You can get into something, ride around like who was

Carvin sh*t like a pumpkin, can get hit with a drumstick
You on top now but that sh*t get adjusted
Never use a strap man that sh*t lookin rusty
Seconds that i get a new glick it get busted
Boom