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Head what i tote Head what i tote I'm with all my niggas when i float Bed and it broke Lyin on my mattress on the floor Where yo dough? If it's cold outside in the night where a coat Froze (ice) Animal, goat Clean with the soap My teeth gleam and it mote, what i wrote down Run around the whole town Beam with the scope I like my iron to be clean never broke Seem to fiend for the? Pinch a bean, ain't no coke Why you break it down, snort it up, shake it now I know shit ain't really how you tend to make it sound It's okay to fake it now It's okay to fake it now It's okay to fake it now I wear the suge on my chest It tells me what not to do Go get some bread make yo pockets move You not doin what you wanna do In the morning everything outside is dead at night Do you ever feel ahead of time? When it's dark you get inside Livin in this head of mine Pickin pace up at the reddest lights Better money, better mind, there is never better time Yeh Turn it to a spider web I'll make something while some time is left In the package, higher depths I remember when they thought i would retire My third decade and my self is rewired Blowin smoke and i don't wanna be higher If you plan to light it up you need fire You been runnin up a lot you seem tired I don't need another deep sigher, speed buyer Babe of the night (Yeah) Stand with a clip, damage your bitch Ain't no man with the pipe (Yeah) That's a kill with the strap, babe in the back Did that thing that he heard of (Yuh, yuh, yuh) Ain't no thing that he should, been from my hood Don't mean shit but a word though (Yeah) Why he bringin' the pain, sing in the rain It's all good 'til he turn off the Now his mama gotta cry, now she upset Now his homies out to get him, they tough fags Man, what's crackin'? Heard you packin', enough said If you lackin', turn blood red There's a war at night in the street, but you can't see Stay inside, now hide with a key where they can't be I'm block with the beat, tryin' to sleep, break in please Break your spine and time to feed fastie feet They don't hide so far with a beat out, they can't see Yuh, yuh (Yuh, yuh) Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Now I want it all (All) (All) (Yuh)
Writer(s): Bruhmanegod, Christopher Lindsey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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