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R6 ft. PR SAD – Karma Lyrics

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Intro: R6 and PR SAD]

I heard dissin’ the deads bad karma

We don’t believe in karma

When man’s dead they’re gonna diss man harder

For all the yutes we bored and blast up

Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers

Glocks with lasers, stens that’s quakin’

We gotta hide our faces cah’ we make unknown corpses famous

[Chorus: R6 and PR SAD]

I heard dissin’ the deads bad karma

We don’t believe in karma

When man’s dead they’re gonna diss man harder

For all the yutes we borеd and blast up

Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers

Glocks with lasеrs, stens that’s quakin’

We gotta hide our faces cah’ we make unknown corpses famous

I heard dissin’ the deads bad karma

We don’t believe in karma

When man’s dead they’re gonna diss man harder

For all the yutes we bored and blast up

Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers

Glocks with lasers, stens that’s quakin’

We gotta hide our faces cah’ we make unknown corpses famous

[Verse 1: PR SAD]

Ay, Rage, they say they don’t dance but *** got fried in his nose in a party

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TC first in the ride not [?]

Spot ’em and drop ’em, don’t question the army

Four door truck, no car key

Push-to-start, new dingers are classy

*** got kwenged in his face so it’s nasty

*** got splashed in his cheek, don’t ask me

‘019 when the gangdem cleaned up

3 of them boys with Jesus

Speechless, now they gotta ride for them eediats

Point blank settings when *** got seasoned

*** got kweffed and splashed

Next time we might just leave him

They don’t like beef, they’re part time vegans

They only step when we give them reasons

Hold my breath, now I gotta focus

You ain’t slapped a yute with a car in motion

Real life gun boy, still do soakings

It jammed on *** so we jumped out and poked him

Original like when Sainsbury’s [?]

On top times, left the rotty in Oakland

Them yutes are bogus

Dead mates on pendants, that ain’t even frozen

[Verse 2: R6]

The streets they wanna hear violence

Me, I’m duckin’ from Trident

Tension’s high cah we ride in silence

Bruckback and the spin when ridin’, ridin’

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Bro said we do him, due timin’

I dunno about him but I’m fully on my ting

I wanna go now, I wanna bloodclart find him

Two large corn, come big like Simon

I ain’t been shot, why the paigons lyin’?

Old school pushbike days with Djang

LPG when you was cyclin’

**** held two big corn, was smilin’

Ay ***, what happened that day when we came with two waps and they weren’t firin’?

He got dipped like the boy was a migrant

*** got splashed, same with ****, same with ***

*** got blasted, now his army’s flat like China

I done *** wearin’ designer, still never burned that one it’s a minor

I was locked in the cage like a tiger

Why do them man love cyber?

[Chorus: R6 and PR SAD]

I heard dissin’ the deads bad karma

We don’t believe in karma

When man’s dead they’re gonna diss man harder

For all the yutes we bored and blast up

Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers

Glocks with lasers, stens that’s quakin’

We gotta hide our faces cah’ we make unknown corpses famous

I heard dissin’ the deads bad karma

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We don’t believe in karma

When man’s dead they’re gonna diss man harder

For all the yutes we bored and blast up

Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers

Glocks with lasers, stens that’s quakin’

We gotta hide our faces cah’ we make unknown corpses famous

[Outro: R6 and PR SAD]

I heard dissin’ the deads bad karma

We don’t believe in karma

When man’s dead they’re gonna diss man harder

For all the yutes we bored and blast up

Armed and dangerous, shottys and shavers

Glocks with lasers, stens that’s quakin’

We gotta hide our faces cah’ we make unknown corpses famous

Ay Mizzy, turn me up


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