REASON TO LIVE
Fucking bitches, put them hoes into the ground
And no need to carpool help, cause ain't no telephones around
Just stand fucking man, in your mustard fucking head
Lay em bodies down, Sippy D, underneath the ground
Where bugs
Young nigga creepin' through the neighborhood
Yes I got tha scope, but it won't help yo mom smell good
9 millimeter, boy, 9 millimeter toy
Buck buck buck, buck buck buck
9 millimeter noise
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the
Crawl through the court, and they eat at you
Puttin' 7 rounds, in yo dome, in yo [?] crew
Told you playas [?] you know, killa, I can see you, trick
Desecrate yo body, brutally, with the hollow tip
Ain't no open casket muthafucka blew yo face off
At the sawed off, ready now, let's kick the shit off
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
I be the young nigga creepin' through the neighborhood
Yes I got tha scope, but it won't help yo mom smell good
9 millimeter, boy, 9 millimeter toy
Buck buck buck, buck buck buck
9 millimeter noise
You gon' hear the
Young nigga creepin' through the neighborhood
Yes I got tha scope, but it won't help yo mom smell good
9 millimeter, boy, 9 millimeter toy
Buck buck buck, buck buck buck
9 millimeter noise
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the
Young nigga creepin' through the neighborhood
Yes I got tha scope, but it won't help yo mom smell good
9 millimeter, boy, 9 millimeter toy
Buck buck buck, buck buck buck
9 millimeter noise
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the
And no need to carpool help, cause ain't no telephones around
Just stand fucking man, in your mustard fucking head
Lay em bodies down, Sippy D, underneath the ground
Where bugs
Young nigga creepin' through the neighborhood
Yes I got tha scope, but it won't help yo mom smell good
9 millimeter, boy, 9 millimeter toy
Buck buck buck, buck buck buck
9 millimeter noise
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the
Crawl through the court, and they eat at you
Puttin' 7 rounds, in yo dome, in yo [?] crew
Told you playas [?] you know, killa, I can see you, trick
Desecrate yo body, brutally, with the hollow tip
Ain't no open casket muthafucka blew yo face off
At the sawed off, ready now, let's kick the shit off
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
I be the young nigga creepin' through the neighborhood
Yes I got tha scope, but it won't help yo mom smell good
9 millimeter, boy, 9 millimeter toy
Buck buck buck, buck buck buck
9 millimeter noise
You gon' hear the
Young nigga creepin' through the neighborhood
Yes I got tha scope, but it won't help yo mom smell good
9 millimeter, boy, 9 millimeter toy
Buck buck buck, buck buck buck
9 millimeter noise
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the
Young nigga creepin' through the neighborhood
Yes I got tha scope, but it won't help yo mom smell good
9 millimeter, boy, 9 millimeter toy
Buck buck buck, buck buck buck
9 millimeter noise
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the sound of my [?], buck, buck, buck
Leave you [?], killing like my [?], you [?] them, lucky fuck
You gon' hear the
Credits
Writer(s): Valerii Zaitsev, Love Herbie
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