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Jerome King Jr
Jerome King Jr
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Dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die Dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die Your brother died, you ain't get your get back, boy, you cappin out Them niggas dissin' on my gang until we run up in that house I'm poppin' pills, I'm out my body, I can't calm down How the fuck you finna slide if you ain't slidin' for your cousin All my niggas come through shootin' this shit, we get the bussin Dissin' on my gang, I got the switch on me, I get the clutchin, uh I just paid all of my shooters to get that job done You just payin' all your shooters just to tote that shit for fun But I can't trip, I'm countin' all my guap, lil' nigga, this shit won't stop And if he dissin' on my gang, then his bitch wanna give me top I don't understand these niggas, boy, y'all finna flop And I just came up from the bottom, but bitch, now I'm at the top Dumb ways to die So many dumb ways to die Dumb ways to die So many dumb ways to die And I'm just active on this ho Pop a perk, I'm out my body, now my niggas movin' slow Them 223s gon' hit his head off if he try to fuck with bro I'm poppin' all these perks, now my body movin' slow I give my niggas the green light, now my niggas scream out go Dumb ways to die So many dumb ways to die Dumb ways to die So many don't waste it up Dumb ways to die So many dumb ways to die Dumb ways to die So many dumb ways to die
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