
Evil V9
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[Intro]
Mason
Ayy Tefo made this one
Mhm, ay come 'ere!
[Verse 1]
Drop on a opp let's take it there
Samurai and a Glock, we don't play fair (Bankai)
Burn like Mayfair, they got fake guns
Their the ones that I fear
I pull up and square but boogie bears (I do)
He just runs I just see bare hair (Mhm, ay come 'ere!)
He's a fuckin hare, he's speedy
Trip up you'll see death
Turn man pack when I slap this wap
Ain't aiming for legs, I'm slapping hats
Or your chest
You know like that
V9 I go mad, head red like my old school mask
Slap it and spin this round
Ching it and put man down
I don't chat on the net
I leave man stretched, red, wet
Hospital bed
He was chatting on gang so he held that fade
Dickhead, come taste this blade
I'm insane, split that brain
When he got-got I couldn't complain
Gang done him right, left him in a maze
Woke up lost, confused, dazed
How's he alive? I dunno, it's cray
Backstraps, no zoot when we blow this tool
2 guns up in the ride, let's torch these fools
Chat on who? Put a bullet in you
I'm insane, I'm loose
Mason
Ayy Tefo made this one
Mhm, ay come 'ere!
[Verse 1]
Drop on a opp let's take it there
Samurai and a Glock, we don't play fair (Bankai)
Burn like Mayfair, they got fake guns
Their the ones that I fear
I pull up and square but boogie bears (I do)
He just runs I just see bare hair (Mhm, ay come 'ere!)
He's a fuckin hare, he's speedy
Trip up you'll see death
Turn man pack when I slap this wap
Ain't aiming for legs, I'm slapping hats
Or your chest
You know like that
V9 I go mad, head red like my old school mask
Slap it and spin this round
Ching it and put man down
I don't chat on the net
I leave man stretched, red, wet
Hospital bed
He was chatting on gang so he held that fade
Dickhead, come taste this blade
I'm insane, split that brain
When he got-got I couldn't complain
Gang done him right, left him in a maze
Woke up lost, confused, dazed
How's he alive? I dunno, it's cray
Backstraps, no zoot when we blow this tool
2 guns up in the ride, let's torch these fools
Chat on who? Put a bullet in you
I'm insane, I'm loose
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