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Imperator
756
Hip-Hop
Utwór Imperator został wydany 12 listopada 2021 przez BuntaSparks jako część albumu Imperator - Single
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Data wydania12 listopada 2021
WytwórniaBuntaSparks
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM99

Tekst Utworu

Gangsta for life, creep at nights, Tommy Wright
Hollow tips as we grip let it rip in your fuckin' face
Mind of a lunatic, crucifix on a bitch
Once I leave early, my son come inside my place
In the face with a buckshot, hot bullets penetrate
Demonstrate, Tommy Wright don't play
Shells, poppin' from the gun 'cause my Uzi weigh a ton, make it look like you on your menstruation
Shells, poppin' from the gun 'cause my Uzi weigh a ton, make it look like you on your menstruation
Shells, poppin' from the gun 'cause my Uzi weigh a ton, make it look like you on your menstruation
**** like Tommy Wright
Fulla lead, bloodshed, leave a **** in his deathbed scared
Gangfight, came right, make a **** hang tight, lay and die
Ship him, then crypt him like, stay in fright
As I creep, finna get paid, tearin' up shit like a renegade
Lookin' like there been a raid, campin', kidnap a prankster
Lock him in the trunk, don't resist or your bitch-ass get sprayed
In the face with a buckshot, hot bullets penetrate
Demonstrate, Tommy Wright don't play
Shells, poppin' from the gun 'cause my Uzi weigh a ton, make it look like you on your menstruation
Shells, poppin' from the gun 'cause my Uzi weigh a ton, make it look like you on your menstruation
Shells, poppin' from the gun 'cause my Uzi weigh a ton, make it look like you on your menstruation
Gangsta for life, creep at nights, Tommy Wright
Hollow tips as we grip let it rip in your fuckin' face
Mind of a lunatic, crucifix on a bitch
Once I leave early, my son come inside my place
Tommy keep snatchin' up purses and orderin' hearses for busters that come empty handed
No love with a nine to your skull
And I still come equip with full clips, Tommy known to do damage
**** like Tommy Wright
Fulla lead, bloodshed, leave a **** in his deathbed scared
Gangfight, came right, make a **** hang tight, lay and die
Ship him, then crypt him like, stay in fright
As I creep, finna get paid, tearin' up shit like a renegade
Lookin' like there been a raid, campin', kidnap a prankster
Lock him in the trunk, don't resist or your bitch-ass get sprayed
In the face with a buckshot, hot bullets penetrate
Demonstrate, Tommy Wright don't play
Shells, poppin' from the gun 'cause my Uzi weigh a ton, make it look like you on your menstruation
Shells, poppin' from the gun 'cause my Uzi weigh a ton, make it look like you on your menstruation
Shells, poppin' from the gun 'cause my Uzi weigh a ton, make it look like you on your menstruation
Gangsta for life, creep at nights, Tommy Wright
Hollow tips as we grip let it rip in your fuckin' face
Mind of a lunatic, crucifix on a bitch
Once I leave early, my son come inside my place
Tommy keep snatchin' up purses and orderin' hearses for busters that come empty handed
No love with a nine to your skull
And I still come equip with full clips, Tommy known to do damage
Scandalous, candle lit, as I'm commencin' to summon the spirits I talk too while sleepin', I'm creepin' knee deep in a puddle of blood
I caliggy first shootin' punks who disrespect
Sendin' out round after round, like the 4th of July
Do or die .45 at your temple, your life done refuse in a bucket, so fuck it, you stuck with a villain and killer, to yourself
Written by: Valery Dudanov
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