AngelFromHell - Big Brother lyrics

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AngelFromHell - Big Brother lyrics

[Intro: Poly/Mono] Hi, I'm just gonna do two quick verses, and dip Haha, know what I'm saying? (Uh, like, okay) Swag [Verse 1: Poly/Mono] Sippin' on some drinks that I really think I shouldn't Say he wanna beat my ass, we both know he couldn't Or would it cast the stairs wooden? Got cash in the bag now they all look at me dead in the face Think I need some mace 'Cause this musty b*tch really tryna get all in my way But that's a different game, so I'm just gettin' paid, woah All my ni**as here, so You ain't gettin' saved, bro Red beanie on my head and it say "Supreme," um Jerk with my hand now the cum's on my sleeves, and Triple-six gang steal your soul like somе thieves, and We curbstompin' ni**as, brеaking glasses on the fu*kin' bleach And stoop a piece, and shout-out to my niece Who barely grown her teeth And ripping all the sheets And I don't know what I'm saying, but I don't give a fu*k now G-19 on my hip, having gunned down Summer hot, in a hotel with a thot And I'm tryna take her top off And then when I'm done I'ma take her to the block 'Cause she's about to su*k my co*k Socks on the floor, blood stains, I need a mop I got exaturated swagger of a black male teen All hunnids blue, give me water a stream be When a guns a moe down the whole team I can prove I've killed, I do it on stream Shouting out asher Shoutout to the ba*tards Shoutout to the boys who was touched by a pastor Shoutout May 'cause I walk right past her Yeah, she my bestie but I can still smack her fu*k you and your best-friend, I could smash her I don't need sex, I mean I really could blast her And y'all fifteen, I'm callin' it my plaster [Verse 2: RJLDiablo] And if RJ fu*k a ho, I'll do it with the bros We gonna make you implode That headshot make you explode She su*king on my dick, so Take a hint that I'm king, yo And I'm on the block with an M16 Finna spray up some opps, even if they ten, sixteen And they listenin' to DJ Screw as they sip lean Then I come in with the MAC and I make 'em wish dreams I got 'em prayin' to Jesus but I been doing that for longer Find me at your b*tch's house, I'm already all on her And I left a stain on her, call me Iron Monger Call me Eddie Hall the way that I'm stronger Call me Headie One 'cause I be making pound signs Like Giggs, I took a walk in the park, but now I'm outside I'm outright the best rapper out' sight I'ma pull up and get you, like, now, right

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