QUIETPVCK - What don't k** you lyrics

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QUIETPVCK - What don't k** you lyrics

Gang gang Welcome to guns and roses I'm bronem, f** all the opps every last one of them It ain't easy tryna take down a legend Trust me it's not (bow bow bow) Free all the guys Man Don't shoot em bro (gang gang) Free my booter base 10 times (gang gang) Let's get it (Chorus) They say what don't k** you only makes you stronger That only made me wanna get a gun that's longer I ain't boxin a man like Adrian broner Stay there thinking your scarface n***a I'm Sosa (X2) (Verse 1) Lalala for the lalala if I got that lala on me Run up on um bark the dargy on um Bout my mans searching for me In that whizzed been official n***a Seen a n***a drop to his knees (boom bow) Your talking crazy But you been a baby I brought man out on these streets Smokey on me in hokey dokey ain't no body I can't see Ftp that's f** the paigons Darg and f** the police Snitch to police that's dem boy And me and dem boy don't speak And there's 25 in that ten toys so tell your homie don't tweets They don't want smoke Let alone beef I'm hard to k** that's the Irish in me Me and that dipper stick together like we Siamese And that hit we licked it was put together by the Chinese (the triads) I know all types of dons, I don't watch mans colour And I heard them boy don't like me Tell them to s** there muddah I run up on a n***a pistol whip man tell man shut up Mad ting, sad ting Face all f** up Teeth all bruck up (gang gang) (Chorus) They say what don't k** you only makes you stronger That only made me wanna get a gun that's longer I ain't boxin a man like Adrian broner Stay there thinking your scarface n***a I'm Sosa (X2) (Verse 2) If you don't hear then you must feel Word to ra cause it's been real Tell your boy be easy or tell your boy chill (oi chill out) Cause my shooters don't shoot to miss They shoot to k** A lot of man acting like b**hes Rudeboi take of them heels They say real recognise real But I didn't recognise you was real That love was fake But that hate was real If I squeeze this ting Your blood'll spill You come come like Ian from Eastenders I'm coming like Phil Run up on who? Run up on where? Best be carrying a shield Don't make me nap your dogs Like crewella deville Run up on who? Run up on where? Best be carrying a shield I ain't going no where Im staying right here Lala bang will be that last thing you hear Then skr skr skr lets get it out of here I don't ain't scared of no body only god I fear (Chorus) They say what don't k** you only makes you stronger That only made me wanna get a gun that's longer I ain't boxin a man like Adrian broner Stay there thinking your scarface n***a I'm Sosa (X4)

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