Out my hair

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21 days ago

Pull the trigger im killing niggas Gat my gat got plenty ammunition Bodies missing aint no kidding hude ya wife hide ya fam hide ya bitches Hide the stash hide the piece up in the kitchen Soul food get in them chitlins Story teller telling stories Indian style sitting got them rhymes for you chillins I be chilling, nah fa real got skill Im an architect I wrecks, I build You flex no chill, boy sit still I rip the track jeep wheels Hawk on your back Im that deep chill You mad as fuck you see my grill Im smiling still million dollar grin You out there wilding still See the King got a problem still you dont know King kill I got the crown I got my queen I got iron will, Steel mill Nigga like knights armour, my style is impenetrable Gimme dat Im gon give it to you Now you feeling ill Take a pill Dont be scared get prepared you not my heir got to get chu out my way out my hair get the fuck on get out my sight out my atmosphere muffuka dissatisfied then disappear Looking mad in the face cause you slightly got a glare making ugly faces my diamonds make you stare

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