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Moses Ramos - Espinoza
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
TIPCI 5150
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Prod 96
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Write a jackers name, up on this lead
Shoot for the stars I say shoot for the head
Take a Gen 5, then the mag extend
Won't stop shooting til you draw your last breath
Couple hollows but these threats ain't empty
I Gotta end them before they can end me
I know they tryna get me with they envy
Many men hate me but they respect me
I'm one for revenge, load another gat
Finish these mortals in Kombat
Add 9 rounds then I subtract
Hustler with the money that's why I like to do math
In my sock I carry me a couple of some daggers
Ready to put an end to any attackers
Sleeping with my 9 prepared for these jackers
Tryna end my story I'll just end a chapter
Jackers on my Bullets, pull it to the fullest
If you with your boys better watch for the Judas
I be the realist alive I'm truly the truest
Jackers in my world and yet I still rule it
Jackers on my bullets, pull it to the fullest
If you with your boys better watch for the Judas
I be the realist alive I'm truly the truest
Jackers in my world and yet I still rule it
Putting down my Bible, picking up my rifle
Loading mags full for all my rivals
If they try me then they must be suicidal
Cuz it's either them or me when it comes to survival
When they started hating I took it as a sign
That my enemies pray for the day I die
Devil talkin to me but I pay him no mind
He's been tryna get me since before I was nine
Unload reload process of elimination
Staying cautious to avoid dangerous situations
Divide my foes by half and solve the equation
Show no fear regardless of their affiliation
Heard you got a vest but I want your brains
Homie don't test I got great aim
Throwing shade playing games cuz I spit flames
I will never change been the same since before the fame
Any time Any day a visit you can pay
Like a barber shop you can come and catch a fade
Jackers in my crib like it was a raid
Making the morgue money I need me a raise
These jackers always out waiting to merk me
They waiting for the day that they can do me dirty
Put holes in they shirts now they wearing a jersey
These jackers better not expect to see my mercy
Jackers on my Bullets, pull it to the fullest
If you with your boys better watch for the Judas
I be the realist alive I'm truly the truest
Jackers in my world and yet I still rule it
Jackers on my bullets, pull it to the fullest
If you with your boys better watch for the Judas
I be the realist alive I'm truly the truest
Jackers in my world and yet I still rule it
Written by: Moses Ramos - Espinoza


