Luyện nghe bài hát Diemuthafuckadie!

That's the
we give it up wig splits

Wig
Wig
givin wig splits.
We cracked head in half
And what shit funny but we
Twiztid running bitch for nine dash
A car crash is no
Crossing the and we gets ignorant.
We far from
belligerent on the daily
All by
Hoping that somebody me
But I guess I'm wrong
Fuck else I'm in a hole
And I can't breathe my swole.
Bad dreams I sleeping
Everybody creeping
so weak and I can't see em
in and out
My conscience leaving me .
Waking up with bullets of sweat and cotton
Them down niggas don't know about this
And on the West side way too pissed.
Because it's East side talking hardcore shit
Enough to get the North side hit, we the
We legit like a
with million dollar peoples.
Digging up and acting evil
You looking for the
More like something to equal
You rappers even sequel with bitches in Toledo. What?
Diemuthafucka
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diemuthafuckadie
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Diemuthafucka
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Diemuthafucka
I too many cigarettes and get high too much
Don't enough
Shit is too
I could give a fuck less if the world blow up
I'm too fed up to my head up
Or gang signs niggas throw up
So I let it
Can't afford a so my pants sag.
Everybody seems to be a fag or a
The is prejudice against you and me
But what the happened is what I'm questioning
Then be taking half our money and he chilling tax free
And if you ask me another smack in the face
We need to burn the House and piss in his face
And every judge should do a minimum of twenty to
If they can dish it they can take it, tell me that ain't
And every cop should be like Rodney King
Non stop from the summer till it to spring.
a doughnut in their mouth and a badge in their ass
Because the pigs get no class
They get their wigs
Die, die
diemuthafuckadie
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Diemuthafucka
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diemuthafuckadie
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Diemuthafucka
My life is to pieces
Fuck you I you die
And burn my body so I wont flies
In the casket I lie
In my eye's a of terror, cold as ice
So what if I slit my wrist once or
Now I can split your wig with my bat
And you can call it or that
Or I can blow your eardrums with my brain rap
But I swing to the
Word to the Child, my brother
No other represent
Effervescent knowledge for education
I got the
text book
And always shaken ya shook yeah
Kill the motherfucker that look
Get wig spilt bitch and we out
Get your wig bitch and we out
Get your wig spilt and we out
Tell these what we talking about
Die, die
diemuthafuckadie
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Diemuthafucka
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diemuthafuckadie
Diemuthafucka
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you die
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Forget you
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