Lyrics:
fact Poetic is a Vet
Yall just run away Siyabonga Nomvete
Veteran, Ve-ve-veteran, Veteran, Ve-ve-veteran
Veteran, Ve-ve-veteran, Veteran, Ve-ve-veteran
Veteran
Veteran
Veteran veteran veteran
Young OG feel like a veteran
Stripes earned I'm a veteran
All they do is talk like letterman
Veteran
Veteran
This town runs on JC and JD
John Prine and 3:16
Red letters and lettermans
Blue collars and veterans
Paycheck to paychecking it, yeah
There's only
Better Than Veteran Gang
Better Than Veteran Gang
Yo E
I'm a thug, fell in love with my gun
He better run if I spin with my veterans
If he drop what
movies been made since but most of them fake
[Run] Thanks for the compliment kid, now jump BACK in your car
[Run] It's the Reverand leavin niggaz in awe,
yard.”
Chorus You Wooly Bully baldheaded bastard Get that hotrod outa my yard. You better get in your car and run for your life If I catch ya I’ll cut
oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
A power shift in second and a-ridin' the clutch
My car crazy cutie, man, she's just too much
I take her
Big Sean, working 10 to 10, like I'm a Mexican
Xero Gang the letterman, to show that I'm a veteran
They ask me who I'm better than
The whole fucking
oh oh oh (Wo run a-run a doo run run)
A power shift in second and a-ridin' the clutch
My car crazy cutie, man, she's just too much
I take her
Grandson For President (Von)
Be cool or get your bitch ass trunked, ain't talkin' elephant
I been killin' shit for too long, I'm like a veteran
War wound, purple heart, love veteran
Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
Anything just to forget the hurt, incoming!
Take cover, hit the dirt
of
Your car like Speed Racer
Then have you run away car explodin' in
The background like the cover of Peacemaker
Yeah you could act up you get slashed up
no sleep no chains
Run it back run it back run it back
This is how you make a veteran dance
Wonk'muntu o yenz' imali let me see you (Skebe dep dep)
independentist
Friends with no benefits, Cumberbatch no Benedict
Veterans are getting burnt expressing what they think about these peasants
That disrespect MCs in
coming out her clothes
I'm a veteran
First I buy out the bar, then I pop bottles
I own what I'm sippin'
They don't make a car I can't dip in
You
Trying to steal my mojo
Oh no your'e fuckin' with a pro
Who go for dolo
For sure though
A season veteran holy a (dobo??)
Come on now Judge Judy
Trying to steal my mojo
Oh no your'e fuckin' with a pro
Who go for dolo
For sure though
A season veteran holy a (dobo???)
Come on now Judge Judy
Of commission with love, out a tradition of wraiths pick on the visions that buzz
Bet on the kitten's escape, solder the piston to pump out a veteran amplifier
the trap so long ima veteran.
Crazy we came up from selling sh*t,
We was so young, we was out
We was pedalling.
(GeeYou)
Run up a hunnid,
Run up another
enough
Hellcat
I might need me a vet
Another car
I might need me a vet
I got PTSD like a vet
Believe
I really do shoot like a veteran
Hellcat
I might need
was just a rookie to this shit now ima veteran
Came from the bottom Ian never have a helping hand
Pops wasn't there but that shit turned me to a better
rubber bands
Ima fly you out and treat you better than your other mans
Ima beat the game from a rookie to a veteran
Yeah veteran ima be a veteran
You can
on my last ride
Follow my hearse
With the all the cars
Pop truck swanging side to side
In my afterlife
Im representing North Side
You can run from death
Is a gentleman from Port Arther, Texas
Real gentleman, real singer, real story teller
Real gangsta, a true veteran of the bid'ness
Y'all show him
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