Clone Feed 2
Nathan Got Bars
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Swerving down the road, i'm rolling with my clone We got poles in the foreign, and the pedal on the floor John Cena, you can't see us through the tinted windows 5%, that's dark but we got darker in our souls Hit a lick, bag full of mervin' down the road, I'm rolling with my clone We got poloney, chains got big diamonds We're rich, my clones shooting a uzi, hanging out the door Old news, we ain't talking about no old hoes Left em all alone when we swerve past em on the side of the road Talk down to my clone, we gon pull up at your home Shoot you in a drive by, big guns like Tommy Angelo (Aye) We pull up in the night, diamonds shining in the full moon Counting too much money, all we see is green, Piccolo Take you by surprise, bullets hitting high and low Safeties off we're rushing in to kill 'em all, like no Russian Torch the house, burned it down, it left no evidence We keep sending bodies to the morgue by the dozens Laser on my Glock and it's aiming at your forehead Pulled the trigger, we didn't even have to stop the car Laser on my Glock and it's aiming at your forehead Pulled the trigger, we didn't even have to stop the car Swerving down the road, I'm rolling with my clone We got poles in the foreign, and the pedal on the floor John Cena, you can't see us through the tinted windows 5%, that's dark but we got darker in our souls Hit a lick, bag full of money, chains got big diamonds We're rich, my clones shooting a uzi, hanging out the door Old news, We ain't talking about no old hoes Left em all alone when we swerve past em on the side of the road Cruising down a dark street preying like some tigers Got forties on our sides, hunting like predators We ain't locked in no zoo, free roaming killers Try us, and your family put your face on the T-Shirts Keep A kilo of the white flying in this chopper Spraying down with these .223's at the ops car Pussy diss my clone, now he's laying in the dirt Thought he was a rockstar, but he's dumb like Patrick star Laser on my Glock and it's aiming at your forehead Pulled the trigger, we didn't even have to stop the car Laser on my Glock and it's aiming at your forehead Pulled the trigger, we didn't even have to stop the car Swerving down the road, I'm rolling with my clone We got poles in the foreign, and the pedal on the floor John Cena, you can't see us through the tinted windows 5%, that's dark but we got darker in our souls Hit a lick, bag full of money, chains got big diamonds We're rich, My clones shooting a uzi, hanging out the door Old news, We ain't talking about no old hoes Left em all alone when we swerve past em on the side of the road
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