mlk 2

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[Intro] That bitch tryna fuck 'cause she see the bread Six niggas in my class, you would think I was sped "Where you get your guns from, Smoke?" You niggas fed You niggas ain't get shot for real— [Chorus] Bitch, I cheat like Martin Luther Bitch, choppa got kick, should've been a producer Could've been a cover athlete like Devin Booker Can't kidnap the bitch, cut her up, then we cook her Kill my own wife, I feel like Jimmy Snuka You on the corner still like a hooker Smoking a Backwood, not no Hooka I don't shake hands, no, I'm not a looker Thought he had coke, give him [broad? brown?] sugar (This is a Slump Audios exclusive) [Verse] [?] Gina like Martin Nigga, look what you started What? Switch sound like it's farting Glock sound like it's farting Give me that shit, nigga, I don't bargain We can't match up, Walmart and Target Give me ten, nigga, like a sergeant I got more guns than a [?] That bitch tryna fuck 'cause she see the bread Six niggas in my class, you would think I was sped "Where you get your guns from, Smoke?" You niggas fed You niggas ain't get shot for real, like Meg' [Chorus] Bitch, I cheat like Martin Luther Bitch, choppa got kick, should've been a producer Could've been a cover athlete like Devin Booker Can't kidnap the bitch, cut her up, then we cook her Kill my own wife, I feel like Jimmy Snuka You on the corner still like a hooker Smoking a Backwood, not no Hooka I don't shake hands, no, I'm not a looker Thought he had coke, give him [broad? brown?] sugar
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- Smokingskul
- twovrt