Tatito, ZillaKami - Murder lyrics

ZillaKami [Junius Rogers] New York. U.S.

[Tatito, ZillaKami - Murder lyrics]

Bitch I, ran off with your pack
Lay it down on the ground if
You try and get it back
Ran off with your soul
Crosses ride slow when they in the cold
Young Zilla resurrect from the crypts huh
Guns stop, but shots hit huh
Wardogs I ain't never been a bitch huh
10 shots to end his life make him trip huh

Four doors 44’s let em all off
Kalashnikov watch this, fall off
Four doors 44's let em all off
Kalashnikov watch this, fall off

Ay, yeah, lost soul, lost
Soul, Zilla, Kami, ay, ay
Really gonna take your soul
I'm gonna rip up your soul
Murder your soul, kill other souls souls
Then kick in the like no way, ay
Keep all your souls, yeah
I’m not gonna give no fucks, yeah
Murder your soul, yeah
I'm gonna take all your souls
Runnin' the way, dash in the wind
I do it that way
I'm not gonna give a fuck about your soul
Bitch ay, ay, bitch, lost soul

Pussy beaner shit, pussy beaner shit
Pussy beaner shit, pussy beaner shit
Ay, yeah, ay yeah
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Hitting yourand I
Bitch I'm securing your bitch
Still wanna be asleep
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Bitch I'm losing my dick
And I'm loosening the choke
Call out my soul when I cut on my wrist
Look at my wrist, look at my soul
Look at this bitch and she kill herself
Bitch I wanna be dead, bitch I wanna be hit
Bitch I wanna be hit, bitch I wanna be dead
Bitch I murder that bitch
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
(Aye)
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Ay, ay, what, bitch?

Yeah, wanna go to hell wanna kill Christ
Wanna kill like a
I don't really give a fuck about my
Never hold me, bitch, never gold me
Never gold me
Never gave a fuck about the world
Fuck the heavens too, bitch
Yeah, whoever made me, fucked up this world
If it were me fucking the world

Pussy beaner shit, pussy beaner shit
Pussy beaner shit, pussy beaner shit
Ay, yeah, ay yeah
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Hitting your and I
Bitch I’m securing your bitch
Still wanna be asleep
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Bitch I’m losing my dick
And I'm loosening the choke
Call out my soul when I cut on my wrist
Look at my wrist, look at my soul
Look at this bitch and she kill herself
Bitch I wanna be dead, bitch I wanna be hit
Bitch I wanna be hit, bitch I wanna be dead
Bitch I murder your bitch
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
(Aye)
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Ay, ay, what, bitch?

Ay, ay
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Murder your bitch got my dick in her throat
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, ay, ay, yeah

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