predayed - stl reaper

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[intro] Yah, yah [verse 1] You know its my v, can tell by how it pop Chest plate, full on armor, feel like i'm stark Comin' straight from the low, and i don't wanna stop I drink when i rock, and drugs when imma stop I empty the clip, y'all see they body drop? I'm duckin' the hoes and i'm duckin' the cops Don't let nobody in, 'cause i know they a fed Like brotha, we kiddin', ain't know you a threat I aim for the body, i aim for the head Was i missin' my shot 40 times? I'd be dead [verse 2] I drinkin' my mug, gotta mix it with sprite I walk with a limp when i'm holding my pipe I stay with a gun so i don't needa fight If we catch you, a poser, we gon' mug you on sight That boy is a pedo, we walkin' 'em down Glock with a silencer, it don't make a sound You gettin' kicked out if you stand in my town Sendin' these shots, yea, they better turn you around Ay, fuckin' ya ho, 'cause she been gone around If i'm missin' my shots, put a bomb in his house Won't shut the fuck up, put a hose in his mouth Man quit all that talkin', i'm out now [verse 1] You know its my v, can tell by how it pop Chest plate, full on armor, feel like i'm stark Comin' straight from the low, and i don't wanna stop I drink when i rock, and drugs when imma stop I empty the clip, y'all see they body drop? I'm duckin' the hoes and i'm duckin' the cops [verse 3] I'm holdin' him hosky, beat in the back I'm waitin' Oh, you surprise, and got wrapped Got 'em talkin' on [?] so i'm callin' my mat My brotha gon' point this hotel on the map [verse 4] My skin kinda white, didn't think that i rap Glock got extendo, i'll put you [?] Put arc in the scat, when he pull off, he gone My brother gon' shoot you, he steppin' on zone I'm wearin' all black, like it's battle the bum (note: fuck this line) My brother gon' call you, you should pick up the phone I'm straight from the louis, can't handle my tone I'm straight from the demon, brodie get gone Tell shawty, won't pull up, kick in the door Takin' the line, gotta put you on hold [verse 5] I'm takin' his life, 'coulda thought that a joke He get put on the mic, [?], he gon' choke Everybody come get it, 'cause i'm out of control I'm feelin' lil faded, got my dick in yo' throat Can't see shit, got hand in my face I'm not insecure, but i'm hidin' my face I'm hidin' my face, 'cause i won't get the case I'm makin' him slip, gon' send him to space I'm high of the butter n' sippin' on drank Bitch in the back, she buttered my steak Yo' boy is a pet, i think he made a mistake Glock with a switch, [?] His booty slim thick, he gonna get raped (note: what was predayed smoking when making this?) I'm feelin' like bat, gon' bring me a cape Bring an arc [?] [verse 3] I'm holdin' him hosky, beat in the back I'm waitin' Oh, you surprise, and got wrapped Got 'em talkin' on [?] so i'm callin' my mat My brotha gon' point this hotel on the map [verse 4] My skin kinda white, didn't think that i rap Glock got extendo, i'll put you [?] Put arc in the scat, when he pull off, he gone My brother gon' shoot you, he steppin' on zone I'm wearin' all black, like it's battle the bum (note: fuck this line) My brother gon' call you, you should pick up the phone I'm straight from the louis, can't handle my tone I'm straight from the demon, brodie get gone Tell shawty, won't pull up, kick in the door Takin' the line, gotta put you on hold
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