ฟังเพลงBitch Please

Bitch Please - Death Grips

Who wanna catch dis

Who wanna catch dis

Bitch please

You must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

Fucker please

You must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

Drop it like oh yeah

That's so trashy

How low can you go

How dirty can you get nasty fucker

Drug through the dirt

Razor cut that eight millimeter make it hurt

Chain sleaze leather face

Fucker please

You must be smokin' rocks

Kill it kill it kill it kill it

Hit it fuck it feel it

Whip it burn it

Turn it out and kick it to da curb

Shut it down

Forged in the flames

Said it before and I'll say it again

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Bitch please

You must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

Fucker please you must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

When shit goes down

I'll be there

Wit' my hand on my gun

And my eyes on the road

Ghost ridin' to hell fuck if I care

Who wanna catch my droze

Give a fuck blood

I ain't goin' nowhere

Templar night and day

Live an die by the code

Code of the street

How ta stay in the zone

How I own it

And freak it to da base of da bone

I am the darkness

Creeping through your system

The lash of da whip cracking

Every bitch into position

Worki'n ya over crashing

And burning in a blackhole blasting out

Your subwoofers are melting

Hear a bitch say why's he yelling

Who wanna catch dis gun clap

Shrapnel off me lip

Cause blood bath

Bitch please you must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

Fucker please you must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

Cuz I run this lik

Like dogtown ripped

That raw shit like none other

Low down dirty shit

Shot off this hip

Death grips motha fucka

Please you must be

Smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't stop

Bitch please