Bài hát No More Tears ft. Sacraphyce, Phalos Mode & The Genie Báo Lỗi

Yeah, you know how it is

Born ** now you payin

Praising the devils hands

Oh you dont know, grimm reaper is a gangsta

And the daddy wont you, why the fuck you gone run ha?

(laugh)


Now we kickin back, getting blasted

reminiscin how she looked in the cash (x3)


Damn, my other bitch dead

Its insane that she is gone took to the head

Got cought in the mix

Its sad, Im gonna miss this bitch

She was al this

She was al that

Point black, baby was all fat

Now we lay

Put down to sleep

Made my nigga rest in peace

Now we kickin back, getting blasted

**** how she looked in the cash

Pay my respect and didnt shed a tear

Eazy muthafucking E CPT and I am out for

Its like *** stories in a ** world

Ima sad story but a gangster girl

From the plane to the train

Fall of from a groupie, a town bitch

Put a key up in her koochie

And she only fucking with ballers

Living the live

So fine but never tought she be smoking the pipe

And when the boyfriend is away she doing her damn thing

Coming up show this is some cocaine

But It aint a shame anyway

So you know, we yo, getting guns

Put on a nigga cuz if for a ho

Yeah the bitch gots to go

Step to the house, looked to the shower

Bitch looking like a ***

Make sure the ghost was clear

Cock the gat, shit is servin

Went to the door ****

Thats the way love goes when you fucking with scandalous hos

Semi-automatic my folks peep the scenario


*** Ooh you shoulda seena

Face like a dog

Body like a ballerina

Caught a case in the city of pasedane

felling me but ***

*** ass and make beer

Body fly jewels And fancy wear

Paying with pigs, Killers and dopefiends

*** Crack And wont ever get clean

Every night she with a different trick

Yall back allays dark and Lickin on dick

Oh shit what a wasted bitch

Callin corner quick

A dead body in a ditch

Is she high? Ooh I hope not

I just seen her last week at the dopespot

**********

Tiny was dead, What a tragedy

**** somebody pray for me

But she got mad and high at the age of 3

Thats the way life goes in these scandalous streets

So ima hardcore lyrics with these gansta beats


So choose you, life or death

Longs with breath

Or no air in your fucking chest

Eitherway, wheter you decide to ***

Or decide to stay

That muthafucka dead

Always, I said always collect jacks made of flesh

Yeah, yeah


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