Bullet Holes (Lil Cuete)

[Chorus: x2] 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, you Give me the reason to do all the things that I do [Verse 1: Lil Cuete] Foo you ain't no friend of me Claiming your a head of me I'm smoking at the methefenemy I'm tripin like I said id be I'll treat you 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 be rapers tryna be hard-core Passing through my streets your gona get bullets in your car door N far more just stay the fuck away before you start war Lil Cuete's here n you 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 Leave your face down in direction 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 rap N I'll be the one the sending them back Wipping the fingerprints off of my gap Becuz we already know were you be at [Chorus: x2] 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, you Give me the reason to do all the things that I do [Verse 2: Lil Cuete] 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 you must 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 [Chorus: x2] 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 [Knightowl:] 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 [?] fuk 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..