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i'm making money every day so get out my way cuz
guess what ill hit you in the fucking
in the chest make that shit a mess cause she be screaming yes
in the west cost i'm the host whats the matter dog did you see a ghost
you must be paranoid should i get you a steroid
wrapped around your throat, you about meet death with me as your host
i'm going to fuck u up this because i am just
a beast try to catch me off my guard
Carefree I don’t need the stress
fucking maggots you're just a fucking faggot
Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket
I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket
And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket
Now this shit is turning into a habit
they thank i can Making shit come and go like I'm go-go gadget
step into my fucking face bitch you're just a disgrace
I mean seriously it's a disgrace.
This is no trial, this a closed case
Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip
so here some money take a trip
so bitch get out my dip this is just a feald trip
i wanna see you choke gasping for air screaming see
my life is stuffed with drama, arguments and screaming
and My trigger finger's screaming for the richer get rich spend it on women
that you care for and be there for her don't give me no excuses
because i'm no longer busting fuses
Harder than granite, cause she know I'm coming
don't take it pursuance but i'm Taking notes on how to win
With my hand under the oath, as I recite these quotes
cause i'm rapping every word that i'm looking up in the dictionary

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