Lil Cuete

Lil Cuete - Bullet Holes

rate me

This is how it sounds when a cuete explodes

Click click bang bang

Bullet holes is out of your close

Everyone knows

Give me your gun n I'll shoot

Sinking my aim n I'll shoot u

Give me the reason to do all the things that I do

Fu u ain't no friend of me

Claiming your a head of me

I'm smoking at the fenemy

I'm tripin like I said id be

I'll treat u like an enemy

I'll pack your gun so heavealy

I'm stacking up artillary

Into your wounds no remedy

This ones for those fake ass wanna b rapers tryna b hard-core

Passing through my streets your gona get bullets in your car door

N far more just stay the fuk away before u start war

Lil Cuete's hear n u know hes up far more

Within the intestion my soldiers filled with aggression with infections n sesions n sections they mention injections

Confessions of my aggression

Relievin tention no stresin

Suggestions of my redemption

I'm not saying I'm the best right now

But I'll b one of the best around

I'm shooting them up

N I'm letting them down w/ my brother n our little gato

U know that hes ready to take on the

N I'll be the one that b sittin them bak

Wipping the fingerprints off of my gap

Becuz we already know were u be at

This is how it sounds when a cuete explodes

Click click bang bang

Bullet holes is out of your close

Everyone knows

Give me your gun n I'll shoot

Sinking my aim n I'll shoot u

Give me the reason to do all the things that I do

I'll make you gone like we tired with out even a start

U had no chance to begin because I came for your heart

My flows are piercing your skull and sinking into your brain

One on one I'm the only maniak that can hang

Tried to turn mine against me but itll never work

N now knowing that your hating I say bak with a smurk

U might of went on tour but never holding the mic

So dnt get all excided because I'll rok it all night

I'm ready to kill them like I'll never resor like Armageddon

U know that I'm keeping a dub ya u know that I'm keeping a dusk

Incredible fagets do look at me and look at

You what the fuk was running through that fukn mind of urs

U should have been rolling w/ me more to c the money filled in cases

But now I still those fukn stupid smilling faces

This is how it sounds when a cuete explodes

Click click bang bang

Bullet holes is out of your close

Everyone knows

Give me your gun n I'll shoot

Sinking my aim n I'll shoot u

Give me the reason to do all the things that I do

Who got beef 4 it u want some of this like I got u dental

Nada b loko busting through your residential

The night w/ the weapon that's loaded

I'm the master keep on wasting

Motherfuker u can't hang me

Better be trucha w/ my gang

From the city of diego

Puto porque

He wanted to bring the drama

Motherfuker u got stuck

I'm like 6 fools be trippin

They better get out da way that I'm coming

Pinchy leva here I come

I feel that u better start running

I'm better than most

I'm loked out u b smoked thatll give it up

Cause if u try the madiling cuete

Simon well fuk u up

Thanks to Fredie for these lyrics

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found