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Got a badass bitch and I just Got a baddest Glock Cocked it back one time and now your Bitch is on my cock Got you body cold I'm gonna lock the cellar door Talk like Darko, I'm so psycho What is going on I'm the one who gonna tell you What the fuck to do Swing the axe so fast It's gonna split your head to two Beated up, this beat is Fuck you better fucking run Pull out the Gat then let it splat The blood it taste like rum Steppin' out the function I see double Ain't no trouble All I do is stumble Can you hear me fuckin' rumble? I just got the plan It's always sticking on my mind You so weak, I hear you speak I see it in your eyes Can you tell that Freddie's pacing You gon' meet demise I can't deny what this imply That you gon' fucking die Runnin' out of breath I think it's just gon' take some time Take a look back at your motherfucking life Got a badass bitch and I just Got a baddest Glock Cocked it back one time and now your Bitch is on my cock Got you body cold I'm gonna lock the cellar door Talk like Darko, I'm so psycho What is going on Got a badass bitch and I just Got a baddest Glock Cocked it back one time and now your Bitch is on my cock Got you body cold I'm gonna lock the cellar door Talk like Darko, I'm so psycho What is going on
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