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SunIzOut
SunIzOut
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Sunny
Sunny
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Curt Laisi
Curt Laisi
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Heard this niggas a Warlock He went to war with four cops A two-five had two clips Took on four blocks Took Backwoods then came back with more shots Kick in the door, look niggaa you need more locks A handsome thug, you liable to get your whore knock Lo'champ at 13, just from his Lo'socks Copped weed on Cuba place and moved it on a blow block Wrestled with the pots Til the work figure four locked Bag and distribute You just stag don't contribute You mad, cause you'n throw designer bags in a big coup Record at Means, blow jet fuel with Big Snoop Nigga I deserve this life, look what I been through My loyalty is me, nigga hit you with the Ginsue Since you always co-signing fuck it hit him too Nigga crew hop Like bitches, when the brew pop Spilling champagne on my New Bals, the blue suede Fuck it though that's how party when the crew paid Gotta live a little after all of these paid Lord know my crew die hard we on Bruce Wayne Red and Blue favorite color Purple we truce gang All love Disrespect you getting all slugs I told you this before, no coffee in the mug Just brown yac Me and my niggas love to kick back Roll that sack I came from a life of pushing crack They whisper behind back Talk about you when you dead They whisper behind ya back Talk about you when you dead That he said She said will kill you That he said She said will kill you That he said She said will kill you They whisper behind ya back I risk my next few years to get my next c-note Federal charge covered under me in my peacoat Playing Ace in Paid In Full trying to duck Rico I know my parents ain't picture their son so illegal The Sun shine on me though Like I'm the chosen one Hope this run make me wealthy Before I'm caught with this coke and loaded gun I spit like I'm loaded Had to reload my tongue It beat through their speakers That's when you know you've won It clink on the beaker, that's when you it's done Put it on the paper towel The I smile Weight it to see what it read on the digital dial Most niggas ain't seen more that 52 in a while That's why It's fucked up out here Weather warm, but it's cold out You find something good? Then call me before they've sold out I hope I get good Before jump out with masks roll out But if so Pray a technicality get it thrown out For real They whisper behind back Talk about you when you dead They whisper behind ya back Talk about you when you dead That he said She said will kill you That he said She said will kill you That he said She said will kill you They whisper behind ya back
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