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Paul Harts
Paul Harts
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Dondre Moore
Dondre Moore
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Bica
Bica
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Ayy, Veno (IMixNation for real) Veno, Veno, gang I'm a minority, strapped up with that 40 piece, ten toes I can feel the concrete underneath my feet, Ralph 4's Disrespect this shit, we pull up 40 deep, dirt road I been runnin' routes, I know you see the crease 12 on the dispatch, the block hot, where the fuck that snitch at? Door knock, took so many L's, I had to get back Crock pot, finna show these niggas where my wrist at 12 shots, in this Taurus aimin' where yo' lip at 12 shots, plus 12, nigga, that's like 24 Kobe in this clip, up it, bitch, I'm gon' let it blow Don't give a fuck 'bout rap, still juggin', and finessin' 'bows In these streets knee-deep, this ain't no game, this ain't story mode In these streets knee-deep, I bow my head, get on my knees and pray I been losin' faith, niggas dyin' each and every day I'm strapped with a K, double clip, wrapped it up with tape I ain't even ate, I been up for like three or four days I'm a motherfuckin' monster We been smokin' opps, rollin' niggas up like ganja Motherfuck the cops, and it's still fuck yo' honor Posted on that block, inhalin' gunsmoke 'til my lungs hurt I'm a minority, strapped up with that 40 piece, ten toes I can feel the concrete underneath my feet, Ralph 4's Disrespect this shit, we pull up 40 deep, dirt road I been runnin' routes, I know you see the crease 12 on the dispatch, the block hot, where the fuck that snitch at? Door knock, took so many L's, I had to get back Crock pot, finna show these niggas where my wrist at 12 shots, in this Taurus aimin' where yo' lip at
Writer(s): Bica, Dondre Moore, Paul Harts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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