Gringo sendo gringo kkkk tanto de arma pra pega uma vendilnha kkkk aqui no BR com sãs arma aí pego um crro forte rápido seus doido kkkk que medo é esse do dono da vendinha kkkk
9 In like manner also, that women adorn themselves in modest apparel, with shamefacedness and sobriety; not with broided hair, or gold, or pearls, or costly array; HOLY BIBLE
HOLY BIBLE 5 Mortify therefore your members which are upon the earth; fornication, uncleanness, inordinate affection, evil concupiscence, and covetousness, which is idolatry: 6 for which things' sake the wrath of God cometh on the children of disobedience: 7 In the which ye also walked some time, when ye lived in them. 8 But now ye also put off all these; anger, wrath, malice, blasphemy, filthy communication out of your mouth.
Ain't got ohhh Aye, I'm in the studio bro Oh yeah call me, ball me Yeah I'm bet... Yea, i'm at the studio. Hold up tho Ain't got to roll no weed Ain't got to roll no swishers I was locked up on Christmas Ain't get to see my niggas Ain't got to hug my mama Couldn't even give her no kisses Can't get even post my Instagram 'cause these pussy niggas be snitchin', everybody acting suspicious, might prolly say That i'm trippin, when i'm all alone in my jail cell, I tend to to get in my feelings, and all I smoke Is that loud, don't pass me No midget, and i'ma smoke all of my pain away, 'cause that the only thing that gon' heal it I don't understand these woman Who go around pretending As if they fuck with me, so l love em all from a distance 'Cause same bitch, who say she down to ride be the main one Who trickin', got molly mixed with Promethazine cause everytime I wake up in the morning, i got murder on my mind AK47, MAC-11, Glocks and 9's And all these pussy niggas hating, Tryna knock me off my grind But i can't let 'em do it I got murder on my mind, bitch, i got murder on my mind (Bitch, I got murder on my mind), i got murder on my mind (on my mind) I got murder on my mind I got murder on my mind I got murder on my mind Yellow tape around his body, It's a fucking homicide His face is on a t-shirt and his family traumatized I didn't even mean to shoot 'em, He just caught me by surprise I reloaded my pistol, cocked it back, and shot him twice His body dropped down to the floor and he got teardrop in his eyes, he grabbed me by my hands And said he was afraid to die I told him "It's too late my friend, it's time to say goodbye" And he died inside my arms Blood all on my shirt Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind AK47, MAC-11, Glocks and 9's And all these pussy niggas hating And tryna knock me off my grind But I can't let 'em do it, bitch, i got murder on my mind (i got murder on my mind) i got murder on my mind (on my mind) i got murder on my mind, i got murder on my mind, i got murder on my mind (murder on my mind) Bite like tarentula, bitch, i'm a animal, Melly a savage No he not no amateur, bad bitch Named Angela, fucked her on Camera. Bitch, i'm a murderer (Yeah, yeah) I might just kill the boy, don't wanna kill the boy Bake 'em up, say he want beef We gone grill the boy (grill the boy) Oh, i'm bleedin' so good I might dip his ass and in it and spill the boy (Hahaha, Crkk, haha) Murder on my mind, ouh, ouah I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, Wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind AK47, MAC-11, Glocks and 9's And all these pussy niggas hating And tryna knock me off my grind But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind, bitch, I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind (i got murder on my mind) ouh, ouah (you got the nigga, bitch) ouh, ouah
