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John Wick

 

John Wick

(앨범: Voodoo 3 - 2021)


[Twisted Insane:]
Murder in the dark, night time type voodoo shit
They don't wanna fuck around and get up in the ring, bing, I'm cuckoo sick
New to this? Nah, little niggas I be at 'em when the buku hit
Serve a nigga with the redrum, when the lead come they doodoo sick
Mobbing, killing everybody in the building, Bin Laden
Always going on the solo, nigga, Batman, no Robin
Niggas all up in my inbox wonder when's Voodoo dropping
I'ma hit 'em all up on a Halloween with the bada-bing, no stopping
I'm

Brazy, ain't no maybes
Black Mercedes pulling up at night
Brazy, ain't no maybes
Black Mercedes pulling up at night
Brazy, ain't no maybes
Black Mercedes pulling up at night
Brazy, ain't no maybes
Black Mercedes pulling up at night
John Wick
John Wick

[Dayo G:]
Load it up, cock it back, nigga, blow hate
Watch your bitch splash on the Chanel all day
Gun start to bubble like champagne
[?] on the floor now it's turning grey
Bodies turning like [?]
Be afraid, nigga, when I call ya
Bloody fingerprints on the .44
John Wick, bitch, kicking in your front door

[Twisted Insane:]
I don't wanna be the one to stay up on the gun flare like who to sit
It's gon' be a [?] gun shit, 21 dead and you was fit
Put you in a barbecue pit with the true sick, put you to bed
They don't wanna meet the Baron Samedi, I promise it will be all Voodoo red
I bring you doom
They don't wanna know what type of magic I be doing in my room
Never know when I be lurking, serving in the hallways I loom
Really I be fuck around till this beat here go boom
Drinking liquor when I'm getting sicker, you gon' find a nigga with the have-nots
All my life I sat around and wondered would I ever make it to the rag top
Ain't nobody on my level, speaking with the devil, he don't want me coming in this bed
I'ma keep on chopping everybody up and eating rappers like a ham hock
Five shamrocks, got me holed up in the kitchen with the pistol, ready for the funk
Many wanna bring it, I'ma keep on swinging, brazed out on Bloods
I be laughing when I look at people always wanna bite my shit daily
Anybody wanna go against me then I show no love
Nigga

Brazy, ain't no maybes
Black Mercedes pulling up at night
Brazy, ain't no maybes
Black Mercedes pulling up at night
Brazy, ain't no maybes
Black Mercedes pulling up at night
Brazy, ain't no maybes
Black Mercedes pulling up at night
John Wick
John Wick

[Dayo G:]
Load it up, cock it back, nigga, blow ?hate?
Watch your bitch splash on the ?channel all day?
Gun start to bubble like champagne
[?] on the floor now it's turning grey
Bodies turning like [?]
Be afraid, nigga, when I call ya
Bloody fingerprints on the .44
John Wick, bitch, kicking in your front door

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