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Taking His Life Video (MV)




Performed By: Dineroheron
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Dinero Heron
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Dineroheron - Taking His Life Lyrics




Niggas claim that they want smoke, but they came to fight
F*ck it, I'm taking his life
I'm at the crib witcho wife
I'm high as a kite
F*ck it, she getting this pipe
Nigga you get yo nose wiped
You know it's on sight
Whether you wrong or you right
I keep the strap like a dyke
You know we don't fight
Pussy we taking yo life
Niggas claim that they want smoke, but they came to fight
F*ck it, I'm taking his life
I'm at the crib witcho wife
I'm high as a kite
F*ck it, she getting this pipe
Nigga you get yo nose wiped
You know it's on sight
Whether you wrong or you right
I keep the strap like a dyke
You know we don't fight
Pussy we taking yo life

I wiped his nose, just like he had him the flu
Bitch nigga what you gone do?
Pull up with the crew
Talkin' bout guns I got two
We pointing and aiming at you
Shoot you and your boo
Now that bitch looking confused
Like, "why do he do what he do?"
I just execute
Told that Lil bitch I'm the truth
Bitch I don't talk I'm on mute
These niggas be faking
These niggas be fraud
I f*ck on your broad
Lil nigga just stop acting hard
Bitch nigga we pulling your card
Hopped in the car
Then we pulled up to your yard
You must be don't know who we are
We leave you with scars
Bitch we rock out like guitars
My niggas serving that hard
Bitch I'm going far
Know that young Nero a star
We pull up with sticks
Aiming to shoot at your clique
I point it, I bet you get hit
Bro that's not your bitch
Cause she be sucking my dick
You kiss that hoe boy you sick
Young Nero the truth
Got all this gold in my tooth
Know I'm gone snap in the both
I'm counting these blues
I always win you gone lose
Try me get put on the news
Got hit with that tool
Man that boy must be a fool
Step on his ass like a stool
I smoked his ass like a juul
Stop acting cool
You used to get bullied in school
But I'm like bitch what you mean?
I keep the beam
Try me get popped in your spleen
I stay on go for the green
I gotta get cream
You try me your shit getting clean

Niggas claim that they want smoke, but they came to fight
F*ck it, I'm taking his life
I'm at the crib witcho wife
I'm high as a kite
F*ck it, she getting this pipe
Nigga you get yo nose wiped
You know it's on sight
Whether you wrong or you right
I keep the strap like a dyke
You know we don't fight
Pussy we taking yo life
Niggas claim that they want smoke, but they came to fight
F*ck it, I'm taking his life
I'm at the crib witcho wife
I'm high as a kite
F*ck it, she getting this pipe
Nigga you get yo nose wiped
You know it's on sight
Whether you wrong or you right
I keep the strap like a dyke
You know we don't fight
Pussy we taking yo life

Pussy we taking your life
Bitch nigga we taking your life
Pussy we taking your life
Niggas claim that they want smoke
But they came to fight
F*ck it I'm taking his life
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English

Niggas claim that they want smoke, but they came to fight
F*ck it, I'm taking his life
I'm at the crib witcho wife
I'm high as a kite
F*ck it, she getting this pipe
Nigga you get yo nose wiped
You know it's on sight
Whether you wrong or you right
I keep the strap like a dyke
You know we don't fight
Pussy we taking yo life
Niggas claim that they want smoke, but they came to fight
F*ck it, I'm taking his life
I'm at the crib witcho wife
I'm high as a kite
F*ck it, she getting this pipe
Nigga you get yo nose wiped
You know it's on sight
Whether you wrong or you right
I keep the strap like a dyke
You know we don't fight
Pussy we taking yo life

I wiped his nose, just like he had him the flu
Bitch nigga what you gone do?
Pull up with the crew
Talkin' bout guns I got two
We pointing and aiming at you
Shoot you and your boo
Now that bitch looking confused
Like, "why do he do what he do?"
I just execute
Told that Lil bitch I'm the truth
Bitch I don't talk I'm on mute
These niggas be faking
These niggas be fraud
I f*ck on your broad
Lil nigga just stop acting hard
Bitch nigga we pulling your card
Hopped in the car
Then we pulled up to your yard
You must be don't know who we are
We leave you with scars
Bitch we rock out like guitars
My niggas serving that hard
Bitch I'm going far
Know that young Nero a star
We pull up with sticks
Aiming to shoot at your clique
I point it, I bet you get hit
Bro that's not your bitch
Cause she be sucking my dick
You kiss that hoe boy you sick
Young Nero the truth
Got all this gold in my tooth
Know I'm gone snap in the both
I'm counting these blues
I always win you gone lose
Try me get put on the news
Got hit with that tool
Man that boy must be a fool
Step on his ass like a stool
I smoked his ass like a juul
Stop acting cool
You used to get bullied in school
But I'm like bitch what you mean?
I keep the beam
Try me get popped in your spleen
I stay on go for the green
I gotta get cream
You try me your shit getting clean

Niggas claim that they want smoke, but they came to fight
F*ck it, I'm taking his life
I'm at the crib witcho wife
I'm high as a kite
F*ck it, she getting this pipe
Nigga you get yo nose wiped
You know it's on sight
Whether you wrong or you right
I keep the strap like a dyke
You know we don't fight
Pussy we taking yo life
Niggas claim that they want smoke, but they came to fight
F*ck it, I'm taking his life
I'm at the crib witcho wife
I'm high as a kite
F*ck it, she getting this pipe
Nigga you get yo nose wiped
You know it's on sight
Whether you wrong or you right
I keep the strap like a dyke
You know we don't fight
Pussy we taking yo life

Pussy we taking your life
Bitch nigga we taking your life
Pussy we taking your life
Niggas claim that they want smoke
But they came to fight
F*ck it I'm taking his life
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Writer: Dinero Heron
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