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Clouds were a 1960s Scottish rock band that disbanded in October 1971. The band consisted of Ian Ellis (bass and lead vocals), Harry Hughes (drums) and Billy Ritchie (keyboards). more »

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Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these fucking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus
Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these fucking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus

Bitch they ain't no stage behind the fucking scene
Bitch I'm chilling with my homies chilling with my fucking team
Bitch I'm starting to move slowly cause I'm mixing up that lean
Come and kick it with a youngster come and take a sip with me
Come and take a hit with me
You know I'm in love with weed
I remember in 6th grade when I was rolling up receipts
And I say f*ck the police cause I stay true to the streets
In my city there's no peace that's why we got our own beliefs
Shout out the homie Jorge and the homie Tony
Shout out the homie Mator and the homie Birdy
Never hung out with no motherfucking phonies
I was raised living off some bologna
I see my projects as a motherfucking trophy
The graveyard is the place where I see all your homies
We was in the wild hunting like coyotes
I was raised up from the ground where it was loamy

Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these fucking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus
Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these fucking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus

I prayed to god for some new shoes but that didn't work
So I had to get it by myself straight out the fucking dirt
Got my money up now all these ratchet bitches wanna flirt
But I don't give a f*ck for them my nonchalance I must assert

I grew up putting work
At 11 started keeping dirks
Now I keep a couple straps so hopefully I won't get merked
Seen brothers up on pro club shirts
They laying in a fucking hearse
On every other gravestone you can see a different Bible verse

Call me some dogshit cause I'm always stuck on the streets
Never on my fucking sleep
Always on my fucking feet
And I make that fucking green
Cause I'm serving all these fiends
Shit I might pour up Codeine
Make this sprite turn purple please

Ye
And I'm sipping on this lean
Shit it got me stuck and my vision look blurry
Got the double cup but I'm also smoking weed
But I'm also smoking weed

Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these fucking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus
Bitch I'm sick and tired of seeing all these f*ck ups
Bitch I'm sick of tired all these fucking busters
Put a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus

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