Christ Dillinger House part 2 lyrics

by

CHRIST DILLINGER


[DJ Smokey Tag]
I don't believe in human rights

[Intro - ZAYGUAPKID]
Yeah, aye, yeah, aye
I'm in the trap, n*gga, movin' 'round
I been the flyest n*gga in the town
I catch a opp we gon' gun him down
Fill that n*gga up with rounds
You gon' hear them f*cking sounds

[DJ Smokey Tag]
Holy f*cking sh*t, this is f*cked beyond repair

[ZAYGUAPKID Cont.]
We gon' shoot that n*gga down
Yeah ay
Me and Xhris on the town, ay

[DJ Smokey Tag]
Shadow Rich Gang just took your soul
And you're never getting it back

[ZAYGUAPKID Cont.]
I wanna drive him around and round
Yeah, I sip the lean n*gga, out the ounce
[Verse 1 - Xhris2Easy]
Me and Zayguap run the whole section
Weed so good, gave me an erection
Shawty sucked my gumball like Benson
Got a stick, brah, I ain't fencin'
Shawty said Xhris u offensive
I'm like, nah b*tch, I'm authentic
On my head Acid Souljah put the based crown
Me and Acid Souljah finna take over your town
Come to your town and we sell out a show
You can't sell out a show
At your show I ain't see a single hoe
All I saw was dudes, and they sweaty as a f*ck
They look like some losers
All my fans is lit
All my fans get b*tches

[Verse 2 - Acid Souljah]
All our haters b*tches
We all pull up with the Glocks, they got switches
I've been on a money makin' mother f*ckin' mission
Everyday I wake up and I'm hungry for the bag
I remember being broke as f*ck and down bad
I was hitting licks just to get a little bag
Now I'm playing shows and I get a big amount
Your girlfriend at the crib and she opened up her mouth
[DJ Smokey Tag]
Shadow Wizard Money Gang, we love casting spells

[Verse 3 - PISTOLERO2K]
She gon' bust it open, ay
I just popped a bean, take flight, yeah I'm floating, ay
Junkies keep on calling when I wake up in the morning, ay
I started gettin' anoying, ay
Lero2k took my sh*t and went up like I'm floating
We so evil tryin'a f*ck, [?]
Sell some white, keep the Perc, now his ass having a seizure
f*ck that hoe, yeah, you could keep her
I'm in the back, she smoking reefer
Hit the block 'cause I'm a tweaker

[Verse 4 - Christ Dillinger]
Pull up and we sellin' out the show, you know how it go
Ain't nobody going to your show
'cause u n*ggas hoes
Your show looking dead as f*ck, looking like a funeral home
Your show like a big [?] show
Your show lookin' like the employment line
Why you even doing a show, you wasting time
Your show look just like China after corona virus
Christ Dillinger selling out the show, after I get of the stage your b*tch tryin' to find us
n*gga once we start beefing we gon' beef forever n*gga, I ain't putting it behind us
f*ck a n*gga's b*tch for hours, when I skeet, she said perfect timing
[Verse 5 - BRUHMANEGOD]
Up for the rest of my life, 'cause it's God's design
And I love how I live, I don't feel like dyin'
b*tch put me on the stage 'cause I put in work
If you slick, talkin' sh*t, put you on a shirt
You woke up like it's a bad day
I woke up, I'm getting mad cake
All that hater sh*t don't get you paid
And you're nothin' in your damn grave
I'ma pull up with the toy and let it spray

[DJ Smokey Tag]
This song is terrorist propaganda
And listening to it is punishable by death
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