Young Buck - Kill Sumn (Produced By Drumma Boy)[club1825883] | Текст песни

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• Kill Sumn (Produced By Drumma Boy)[club1825883]

I wake up trying to kill sumn
Trap hard,trying to kill sumn
They talk shit and they hate me
But they ain't satisfied till I kill
sumn Strap up and I kill sumn I stunt hard
I kill sumn Ain't worried about these fuck
boys You pussy niggas won't kill me Them
bad bitches gon' kill sumn Cash Field niggas
gon' kill sumn Them real niggers gon' kill
sumn M town gon' kill sumn Them street
niggas gon' kill sumn A-town gon' kill sumn
Them niggers locked up killing sumn You
fuck niggers won't kill nothin'

Fucked up with this phone call I just got I'm
bout to leave my nephew just got killed And
them pussy niggas ain't 'bout to breathe Riding
through a nigga blindly now shots niggas shells
everywhere Everything come till I get through this
is true I don't play Never knew that them young
bucks is gonna do that They should be asking
where school at But they asking where you at
And they ain't care about who's that Who's there
and who's strap Who kill and who trap this RIP
nigga listen

I wake up trying to kill sumn Trap hard, trying to
kill sumn They talk shit and they hate me But they
ain't satisfied till I kill sumn Strap up and I kill sumn
I stunt hard I kill sumn Ain't worried about these fuck
boys You pussy niggas won't kill me Them bad
bitches gon' kill sumn New Orleons niggas gon' kill
sumn Them real niggers gon' kill sumn Miami niggas
gon' kill sumn Them street niggas gon' kill sumn
Kentucky niggas gon' kill sumn Them niggers locked
up killing sumn Chicago niggas killing sumn

My niggas neighbour a killer I don't trust him though
but we cool Had to just tell 'em we in the 2000 this ain't
no 72 Got out the pen thinking this pack win niggers
went broke and go jack me It was all by using them straps
then that's all by getting that pack in Real niggers what's
happening fuck niggers don't want no action I don't show
no hold no passion I just fuck that holy laugh in That's
drama boy got a drum clip and nigga that don't see me
blastin In the middle of the street like get out and come
on Put me in nigga six feet down under

I wake up trying to kill sumn Trap hard, trying to kill sumn
They talk shit and they hate me But they ain't satisfied till I
kill sumn Strap up and I kill sumn I stunt hard I kill sumn
Ain't worried about these fuck boys You pussy niggas
won't kill me Them bad bitches gon' kill sumn Carolina
niggas gon' kill sumn Them real niggers gon' kill sumn
Ohio niggas gon' kill sumn Them street niggas gon' kill
sumn LA niggas gon' kill sumn Them niggers locked up
killing sumn New York niggas they killing sumn Ah man
salute New York city ma' nigga If you all killing sumn
It ain't just about picking up no pistol neither

You pulling up on me bitch and a nigga hating But you
getting money you killing nigga Small towns they killin'
sumn Big cities they killing sumn My whole clip ain't killing
sumn And you fuck niggers ain't killing nothing I wake up
trying to kill sumn Trap hard, trying to kill sumn They talk shit
and they hate me But they ain't satisfied till I kill sumn Strap
up and I kill sumn I stunt hard I kill sumn Ain't worried about
these fuck boys You pussy niggas won't kill me Them bad
bitches gon' kill sumn Cash Field niggas gon' kill sumn Them
real niggers gon' kill sumn M town gon' kill sumn Them
street niggas gon' kill sumn A-town gon' kill sumn Them niggers
locked up killing sumn You fuck niggers won't kill nothin'

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