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Let´s do this sh*t bro

Knockin´at the door is your nightmare
Blade on to cut the line between your life and death
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Put your googles on hoe, I´m p*ssin´all on your face

I go first in the race, what should I do with them?
I ask God what to do with them he told me bury them
About this paperchase, I´m sellin sh*t to them
And everybody hit my phone I never thought my sh*t could blow like that
But I did it
Run over you was f*ckin easy
I jeezy of the drink they try to call me now i´m busy
A lot of smoke i cannot breath it
I pass your b*tch she in it
Her ass on me she dreamin
Hey, hold up why u trippin?

Kickin, kickin, kickin, kickin...

Suena guay tio pero no entiendo lo que habla
All i spit is magic homie abracadabra
Joint on my right hand, on my left Fanta
The subtitles is a present boy
I feelin like I´m Santa
I leave u crazy, tryin to make the pieces fit
Mishii aka BOBY, Mr. take your b*tch
Hater aka corpse aka RIP
Don´t bark on me, get the f*ck off u ain´t sh*t to me
I stay quiet amigo, i can´t f*ck with nobody
U still the same dumb tryin to mess with everybody
No static sh*t, i´m highspeed, i ain´t talkin Rari
Lambo, my squad is lit we bout to flick that party

Kickin, kickin, kickin, kickin...