Christ Dillinger House part 2

Lyrics

[DJ Smokey Tag] I don't believe in human rights [Intro - ZAYGUAPKID] Yeah, aye, yeah, aye I'm in the trap, nigga, movin' 'round I been the flyest nigga in the town I catch a opp we gon' gun him down Fill that nigga up with rounds You gon' hear them fucking sounds [DJ Smokey Tag] Holy fucking shit, this is fucked beyond repair [ZAYGUAPKID Cont.] We gon' shoot that nigga down Yeah ay Me and Xhris on the town, ay [DJ Smokey Tag] Shadow Rich Gang just took your soul And you're never getting it back [ZAYGUAPKID Cont.] I wanna drive him around and round Yeah, I sip the lean nigga, out the ounce [Verse 1 - Xhris2Easy] Me and Zayguap run the whole section Weed so good, gave me an erection Shawty sucked my gumball like Benson Got a stick, brah, I ain't fencin' Shawty said Xhris u offensive I'm like, nah bitch, I'm authentic On my head Acid Souljah put the based crown Me and Acid Souljah finna take over your town Come to your town and we sell out a show You can't sell out a show At your show I ain't see a single hoe All I saw was dudes, and they sweaty as a fuck They look like some losers All my fans is lit All my fans get bitches [Verse 2 - Acid Souljah] All our haters bitches We all pull up with the Glocks, they got switches I've been on a money makin' mother fuckin' mission Everyday I wake up and I'm hungry for the bag I remember being broke as fuck and down bad I was hitting licks just to get a little bag Now I'm playing shows and I get a big amount Your girlfriend at the crib and she opened up her mouth [DJ Smokey Tag] Shadow Wizard Money Gang, we love casting spells [Verse 3 - PISTOLERO2K] She gon' bust it open, ay I just popped a bean, take flight, yeah I'm floating, ay Junkies keep on calling when I wake up in the morning, ay I started gettin' anoying, ay Lero2k took my shit and went up like I'm floating We so evil tryin'a fuck, [?] Sell some white, keep the Perc, now his ass having a seizure Fuck that hoe, yeah, you could keep her I'm in the back, she smoking reefer Hit the block 'cause I'm a tweaker [Verse 4 - Christ Dillinger] Pull up and we sellin' out the show, you know how it go Ain't nobody going to your show 'cause u Niggas hoes Your show looking dead as fuck, looking like a funeral home Your show like a big [?] show Your show lookin' like the employment line Why you even doing a show, you wasting time Your show look just like China after corona virus Christ Dillinger selling out the show, after I get of the stage your bitch tryin' to find us Nigga once we start beefing we gon' beef forever nigga, I ain't putting it behind us Fuck a nigga's bitch for hours, when I skeet, she said perfect timing [Verse 5 - BRUHMANEGOD] Up for the rest of my life, 'cause it's God's design And I love how I live, I don't feel like dyin' Bitch put me on the stage 'cause I put in work If you slick, talkin' shit, put you on a shirt You woke up like it's a bad day I woke up, I'm getting mad cake All that hater shit don't get you paid And you're nothin' in your damn grave I'ma pull up with the toy and let it spray [DJ Smokey Tag] This song is terrorist propaganda And listening to it is punishable by death