$uicideboy$ - BOSSIER CITY KIDNAP VICTIMS lyrics

[$uicideboy$ - BOSSIER CITY KIDNAP VICTIMS lyrics]

You did good, $lick it's a Smash!
Players-Players-Players never die

Le le left a grease stain
His momma gave me good head though
G-G-Gat, shooting Rasputin, Eastern Bloc
Mad monk
G-R-E-Y (Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)
F-F-Five to the nine
(Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)
G-R-E-Y (Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)
F-F-Five to the nine
(Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)

Blanco always smoking doja, 7th Ward soulja
Always in the cut, with my hood up
I'm a cobra
Choppa city born and fuckin' raised
I thought I told ya offered shawty coke
But she thought I meant Cola
P-P-P-Pull up on ya block


Lookin' like I got a weapon
All my dogs in fucking heaven like
I'm Jesus in the 7th
I know fuckboys got a problem
I'ma end their whole bloodline
Make sure that his last name
Stay a last name, yeah he done
I'm bout pull up on this lil'
Ho and make her tongue tied now she cryin'
Tellin' me all about how her son died
Le le left a grease stain
His mama gave me good head though
Ruthless motherfucker
Blanco always making heads roll
Tombstone blank, two-two-two tone tank
Now his bitch asking me for a newborn baby
Mixing Wock with titty milk
Ain't no new bones breakin'
Got another bitch pregnant and now
Them two hoes datin'

Le le left a grease stain
His momma gave me good head though
G-G-Gat, shooting Rasputin, Eastern Bloc
Mad monk
G-R-E-Y (Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)
F-F-Five to the nine
(Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)
G-R-E-Y (Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)
F-F-Five to the nine
(Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)

Duckin' off that fent'
But Young Wetto always stand up
Smoke it 'til the last puff
Sleepin' with the handgun, 12 I had to man up
Grey the propaganda, Slicky the commander
Unleashing that terror make your
Area Uganda, damn, son
How-how I whip that dope and
Get them motherfucking grams up? (North)
Pimping on a ho too easy
All I do is glance up (Side)
All these motherfuckers pussy, boy
I'm from the land of (North)
Press it right between my eyes
Now pull it, boy, don't clam up
(Side) bought a crib in Florida just to
Get my fucking tan up (North)
How it feel to date a bitch you
Know that love to stan us? (Side)
Chopper city love them choppers
'cause they never jam up (North)
I put angels in my outfield, call
Me Tony Wetto Danza, damn, son
(Side) every time I spit
I feel like Jordan when he slam dunk
Wetto I go harder on them bars
Than when my dad drunk
Gat, shooting Rasputin, Eastern Bloc
Mad monk come and get your bell rung

Le le left a grease stain
His momma gave me good head though
G-G-Gat, shooting Rasputin, Eastern Bloc
Mad monk
G-R-E-Y (Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)
F-F-Five to the nine
(Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)
G-R-E-Y (Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)
F-F-Five to the nine
(Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet, Bloc Wet)
Let let let the grease bang
His momma gave me good head though
G-G-Gat, shooting Rasputin, Eastern Bloc
Mad monk

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