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drive?
Suicide doors on the passenger side?
Do the windows roll down? do the doors lift high?
Do the car change colors when that bitch drive by?
I
don't know I go by tity two necklace
Damn right I got it, damn right I'm bout it
Click full of killers, please don't get us excited
Yea we're smoking
Ready to start shit? (OneHunnid on the beat)
(DY Krazy)
God come and take me out, this side all wrong
I don't wanna live here no more, I
I
don't know I go by tity two necklace
Damn right I got it, damn right I'm bout it
Click full of killers, please don't get us excited
Yea we're smoking
time, undecided then I drove by it
Benz coupe with the white tires, was a prototype
In the 305, drivin' 105
On the 95, hammer on my side
I've been way
blast on
No evidence 'cause this shit will be erased
We're in Paul's Chevy deep, with visions in your sleep
The Juice, Project Pat, Lil' Glock & SOG
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
quite upright and
Walked around to the other side of the package. Then she sank down to her
Knees, grasped the cutter by both handles, took a deep
women on
My mind,
Four that wanna own me,
Two that wanna stone me,
One says she's a friend of mine
Take It easy, take it easy
Don't let the sound
started takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off
Said she knew I was a baller by my iced out wrists
I told her "Wait, it don't stop, keep
the project hallway
N**** try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
We hustle hustle everyday, all day
Ayyhh luca Brasi two nigga
Ayyhh i don't get tired
Cocaine whippin', in the Pyrex stiffen
Wrist flickin' with the wisk
I don't get tired!
Hit it
lights, projects by the dump
And cars, broads, murders ghetto life
I went through all that shit
for platinum ringers and a little bit of ice
It's
Ashes from the flames
The truth is what remains
The truth is what you save
From the fire
And you fight for what you love
Don't matter if it
Now when they heard who in the club DJ Paul
Bitches chosen up
When they see I'm icy like a slush
Then they frozen up
Like my homie Project Pat
We keep
Don't save her she don't wanna be saved
I'mma introduce me Project Pat I keep it real
I'mma introduce you you's a
Sucka faking deals
If you gonna let
a million on his head
Gotta look out for his children, he got picked up by the feds
Give a fuck about 'he say, she say' I don't wanna hear about what they
the chamber for you weak ass coward)
Don't save her she don't wanna be saved
I'mma introduce me, Project Pat, I keep it real
I'mma introduce you, you's a sucka
to hit, aight
Ey, givin' her all this dick, like
Shawty want me to hit, aight
Two hoes told 'em switch sides
All that ass got me hypnotized
Said
advise you niggas (don't fuck with me)
[Project Pat]
Real players like to smoke a
Stroke a offa in her throat
Bend over let me poke her
Don't take me for
tips, massive damage
The path was granted, loaded gats, blast the cannon
Chipped up, live by morals, don't get it mixed up
Diss what? Millionaire
Q2 7
68161 Mannheim
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Project Artist name:
Cuebrick
Track title:
By Your Side (feat. Melody
the stiffer,
Save ya lil 2 cents flip it turn it to a nickel
Niggas in they feelings hustle got em bootytickeled,
So they tweetin wordgames I’m too busy for
if there was no Preme
There was no cat
And the game was run by Prince and run by Pat
It's the killa season
Who the fuck need a reason
These faggot
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