Bayonetta

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(HHM)
 ♪
 Yeah
 Aye aye aye aye
 Aye aye aye aye
 Aye aye aye aye
 Aye aye aye aye
 (Big guns when I pull up in the night)
 Big guns when I pull up in the night time
 Glock .9 on my side, with a night sight
 Red eyes all my life, I could die alright
 Catch me severing the ties of my lifeline
 Imma crawl, Imma creep through the pipelines
 Drip, drop all the water is cyanide
 10 dead, killеd a cop, fuck a white life
 Do or die, I don't givе a fuck, call it suicide
 Say what
 I got devil dogs in the gang, say what
 I'm a devil dog in the game, say what
 Lay waste, everybody in their graves, say what
 10 toes, and a hollow in the face, say what
 Always got a mask on the face, uh huh
 Trash be the pack, be the gang, uh huh
 Doubling the racks in the bank, uh huh
 Grr-ba, lay your body and it break, uh huh
 Doubling it up, devil in the cut
 All my demons on me on the run
 Ain't no running up
 30 put a hollow in your gut
 Now he throwing up
 Blicka blocka knocking with the choppa
 Rip your city up
 Glizzy with a mac
 Coming at ya like a task force, bitch
 I can go and track your body
 Where your passport, bitch?
 12 in the front, so I head to the backdoor
 50 in your back, lay your body in the Six
 Passing through your casket, I'm savage up in the catacombs
 I never follow voices, my only guide is a bag of bones
 Casting all my sadness, I'm looking past where the shadows go
 I'm never feeling sober I'm trying to break out the habit, dog
 (Blegh)
 I don't got a soul, only gold that gon' rust up
 I've been feeling cold, but I swear that the sun up
 I been seeing ghosts every time that the sun down
 Body in the snow and you about to get stuck up
 I don't got a soul, only gold that gon' rust up
 I've been feeling cold, but I swear that the sun up
 I been seeing ghosts every time that the sun down
 Body in the snow and you about to get stuck up
 (Big guns when I pull up in the night night)
 Big guns when I pull up in the night time
 Glock .9 on my side, with a night sight
 Red eyes all my life, I could die alright
 Catch me severing the ties of my lifeline
 Imma crawl, imma creep through the pipelines
 Drip, drop all the water is cyanide
 10 dead, kill a cop, fuck a white life
 Do or die, I don't give a fuck, call it suicide
 (Blegh)
 Aye, aye
 Yeah, yeah
 Aye, aye
 Yeah, yeah
 Aye, aye
 Yeah, yeah
 Aye, aye
 

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Duration
02:53
Key
3
Tempo
115 BPM

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