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• Artiste: Gunplay
• Titre: Bitches Ain't Shit Freestyle
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Bank filled to the brim, spilt on my rims Wind-shield to the wing, couple gin to the chin Jewels on my limbs, do not attempt Reach and I teach you, stay and I'm swift Bank filled to the brim, spilt on my rims Wind-shield to the wing, couple gin to the chin Jewels on my limbs, do not attempt Reach and I teach you, stay at arms width Street's so great, sky stone gray Where the bitchesA Let's see what the iPhone say Money won't stop and time won't stay Broke motherfuckers say crime don't pay I hide no face, still find no trace A rap says I put that fire on that lace Hostile, since coke in the nostril Skinny as pasta with a big ol' moss berg Maybach machine, all you hear is cha-ching Never flew where I flown, all you see is the wing All black up from the shoes to the ring Including the mink, I am as rude as you think Back on the turf like I never left the nerf Feel sorry for my mother, shouldn't never have to birth I never had a gift, damn sure I had a curse Now who next to climb out the back of that hurse Yea, you already know Gunplay Don Adolf, Logan Hail Logan ha-ha-ha-ha