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SRT Lyrics - Artist : SpotemGottem
All this ice on I feel like Mr T (What else?)
Fucked up the hellcat and then the SRT I'm young wild, reckless, and handsome you see Don't you see me baby? I just flew to Baltimore, flew that bitch back to the streets I be high as hell off dead niggas, so sometimes I tweak I just fucked a cougar bitch, a housewife Call her Nillili But she want to be mines, I want to be free (I want to be free) I'm a mutt baby so just let me be (Let me) Okay, fasho fasho we leave niggas on a tee (No bap) Aye, I got hit up they thought it was a RIP (No bap) Came back from the dead, rose when I sleep Fuck Hoppin' out this bitch my Glock it's gon' tweak (My G lock) You dig? Fuck that, split his wig What happened kid? They say karma is bitch I don't know, that's the way we roll, but that's how it go Walk up on him, switch that bitch Hit him in the head, make 'em ghost Slime slatt a nigga out, soon as he say it I already know Fuck that yeah I get cutthroat I show you what to do with one of those Put a shh on the back of the bitch Watch it shoot like oh Hop out this bitch let it blow This bitch right here scream like Ugh scream like ugh ugh Mariah, but that bitch like Carey I'm ridin' with my drum, no Nick Cannon Don't get buried Havin' motion fuck a tight end Fought for my life, kill from fightin' Beat the pussy up it's bitin' She got that grip, what I'm likin' Execute 'em for a check, execute 'em for the jwet Spin his block and hop out on his bitch ass, bullets eat his flesh Oh they listen to the rumors, bullets in his head like a brain tumor Oh I heard they caught his main shooter That hot shit went right through 'em Gooooo Go Go Go Go Go Go Go, go, go, go, go Go (Chi), go Go (Chi), go (Chi) Go (Chi, chi, chi, chi, chi) All this ice on I feel like Mr. T (What else?) Fucked up the hellcat and then the SRT I'm young wild, reckless, and handsome you see Don't you see me baby? I just flew to Baltimore, flew that bitch back to the streets |
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