| This is how it sounds when a cuete explodes
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| Click click bang bang
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| Bullet holes is out of your close
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| Everyone knows
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| Give me your gun n I’ll shoot
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| Sinking my aim n I’ll shoot, you
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| Give me the reason to do all the things that I do
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| Foo you ain’t no friend of me
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| Claiming your a head of me
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| I’m smoking at the methefenemy
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| I’m tripin like I said id be
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| I’ll treat you like an enemy
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| I’ll pack your gun so heavealy
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| I’m stacking up artillary
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| Into your wounds no remedy
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| This ones for those fake ass wanna be rapers tryna be hard-core
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| Passing through my streets your gona get bullets in your car door
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| N far more just stay the fuck away before you start war
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| Lil Cuete’s here n you know hes up far more
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| Within the intestion my soldiers filled with aggression
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| With infections n sesions n sections they mention injections
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| Confessions of my aggression
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| Relievin tention no stresin
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| Suggestions of my redemption
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| Leave your face down in direction
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| I’m not saying I’m the best right now
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| But I’ll b one of the best around
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| I’m shooting them up
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| N I’m letting them down w/ my brother n our little gato
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| U know that hes ready to take on the rap
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| N I’ll be the one the sending them back
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| Wipping the fingerprints off of my gap
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| Becuz we already know were you be at
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| This is how it sounds when a cuete explodes
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| Click click bang bang
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| Bullet holes is out of your close
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| Everyone knows
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| Give me your gun n I’ll shoot
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| Sinking my aim n I’ll shoot, you
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| Give me the reason to do all the things that I do
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| I’ll make you gone like we tired with out even a start
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| U had no chance to begin because I came for your heart
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| My flows are piercing your skull and sinking into your brain
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| One on one I’m the only maniak that can hang
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| Tried to turn mine against me but itll never work
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| N now knowing that your hating I say bak with a smurk
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| U might of went on tour but never holding the mic
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| So dnt get all excided because I’ll rok it all night
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| I’m ready to kill them like I’ll never resor like Armageddon
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| U know that I’m keeping a dub ya u know that I’m keeping a dusk you must
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| Incredible fagets do look at me and look at
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| You what the fuk was running through that fukn mind of urs
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| U should have been rolling w/ me more to c the money filled in cases
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| But now I still those fukn stupid smilling faces
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| This is how it sounds when a cuete explodes
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| Click click bang bang
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| Bullet holes is out of your close
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| Everyone knows
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| Give me your gun n I’ll shoot
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| Sinking my aim n I’ll shoot u
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| Give me the reason to do all the things that I do
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| Who got beef 4 it u want some of this like I got u dental
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| Nada b loko busting through your residential
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| The night w/ the weapon that’s loaded
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| I’m the master keep on wasting
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| Motherfuker u can’t hang me
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| Better be trucha w/ my gang
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| From the city of diego
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| Puto porque fuk
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| He wanted to bring the drama
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| Motherfuker u got stuck
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| I’m like 6 fools be trippin
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| They better get out da way that I’m coming
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| Pinchy leva here I come
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| I feel that u better start running
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| I’m better than most
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| I’m loked out u b smoked thatll give it up
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| Cause if u try the madiling cuete
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| Simon well fuk u up. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bullet Holes , by - Mr. Knight OwlSong from the album Mixtape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп