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Pure E

Pure E is a musical artist known for creating a fusion of electronic and pop music. They are recognized for their energetic beats and catchy melodies. Their music often incorporates elements of EDM and showcases a unique blend of electronic sounds, synthesizers, and vocals. Pure E's distinctive style appeals to fans of both electronic and pop genres. more »

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Nigga, we from U-Town, you know how this shit is going to be
Slangin' them Glocks, from the West, you niggas look funny to me
Scary ass nigga, come on your block We pour up them thangs, we lettin' them shots
You niggas be like, and kickin' them rocks Homie, what's happenin', now he's in shock

Got big bro's on go, I ain't wanna smoke no ho
Cash in the case, no go, you niggas be so fuckin' slow
Doin' this shit for real, can't go around without my steel
Niggas know how I feel, I run this block with my four wheels

Up in this shit, I had a bitch Hit a stain, a jit, and a lick
I'm for the top, hittin' the list Markin' up my phone, brick by brick
Rollin' up shit all day, gas Homies come to take a blast
Talkin' bout shit that already passed Nigga, link up, go, crash

Double dash, now hit that gas Run in the future, not in the past
Rollin' up sticky from that bag, you know we smoke
None but gas Up in the hood like nigga, we blast
I might hit your whip, might whip crash Twelve in the air like nigga, we ain't scared

Like hell nah, we ain't playin' fair Hopped in a whip, ridin' solo, thinkin' this is it
Got my toolie next to my hand, grippin' on that bitch
Pullin' down all up in his crib, blowin' off his shit
Grabbin' everything inside, a feelin' this is right

Saw a couple chains hangin' by his diamond ring
Next to that, saw a couple racks sittin' on a pack
Grabbed the keys, I got the jack, then I broke into that fast
Hit a lick on that bitch ass for lookin' at his brain

All up on the window frame, tryna leave a nigga stained
Ain't no shame in this shit game, you knew he was up in flames
Ever since he switched lanes, nigga knew he wasn't game
That's why he's in heaven's gate, always smokin' on them lames

I poured up this shit in four on cups
Got all kinds of drink poured up in them sugar dubs
Rollin' up icky from that sticky, you know I'm gon' keep that blicky
You know I'm gon' get that 50, blowin' up shit all in that semi

Ain't no hooks in this one, go, we all green like we on gold
Homie said he need these bows, so we hide that brick, we show
Rollin' up on that tint window, had that bitch on the other side
Stupid bitch, he almost died, homie said he down to slide

I picked up his whip and drive, so I picked him up at five
We gon' put that nigga down, homie says he's all in town
But he really out of town, bitch, I run this city now
Come on the block, we around, all we slayin', get put down

I'm out, fools lookin' for that clout
I don't know what he be doin', searchin' the wrong crowd
Look out, nigga get kicked, caught slippin', had that bitch trippin
Now he down, sleep in ditches, nigga know we killin

Know we never chillin', always big pimpin', big sippin
Always gonna catch a brother slippin', niggas know we killin
Never trippin', always sippin', homies know we jiggin
Know we jiggin', yeah

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