BODY BAG

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CURSED - Rap

BODY BAG

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[Verse] Body bags on that cocaine, switchin' off to that six lane This bitch niggas wanna feel some pain, bullet shells, its gonna rain In yo chest, leave a blood stain Don't mean no fame, im about that game Lookin' like a straight fuckin' lame Don't give a fuck about your fuckin' name Spacin' out, you breakin' out Got a paper rap to all the haters ain't talk about No newspapers, livin' so criminal, almost subliminal Bullets be rippin', you bitches be slippin' But enough of that, so remember that, best pack a gat Nigga thats a rap, give yo bitch a slap Before i bust a cap Rollin' with the set, off the block This killin' shit ain't gon' stop Yo body just got laced up and dropped Cackin' and steppin' and lack and attack and yo bustas I poppin Yo suckas, you dumb muthafuckas for what i rep, clouds in the sky I am countin' crap For this [?] i cutch, this nothin' i can't nevеr touch Especially wack bitches i straight eat for lunch But thats not еnough, dont be actin' tough if you ain't work with that trigga my nigga That's this my trick tellin' this [?] me

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