| Sickkaaa lufffaa, Sickkaaa lufffaa
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| Sickkaaa lufffaa, 3xkrazy gonna bump it Drinkin’on a 4−0 ounce of malt liqua, Lex coupe quicka
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| 5 on the back of my ride, think I’m high, checkin my plates and sticka
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| but if they don’t ride paasss me Lil voice in my head sayin hit the gas G, go fastly
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| Through the back streets through the cuts n trucks of East Oakland
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| You see pimpin and ho-in L-E-O got the dank smokin'
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| These pigs on the back of my lex ain’t knowin
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| The way my dollars and flex is flowin, I guess they came up Charlie
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| Cuz the rode right pass, and I kept ridin’bumpin Bob Marley
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| To the shop to get my top dropped, pine and stereo incredible knock
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| You could here me comin all the way up the block
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| Cocaine like sittin on thangs with shocks
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| with a glock, bet I’ll be hittin yo block
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| Packin heat like ground beef roasted channels, strapped with a gat
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| Juss packed with ammo, neva pretend on breakdown indo
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| Throw the 'bacco out the window, flowamatically countin c-notes
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| Automatically countin people, hit 'em up, get 'em up, bumpers dig 'em up Hit 'em up wid a hollow tip till they can’t feel shit man I’m so sick
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| It could be so artificial, juss like a potna off the stokes
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| Toke and get thrown, before you get smoked by my Fo’Fo'
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| Hollow point yo 0's and families with the casualties, began the show was on Had it been my, 4 percent as I loc one in, provoking ya whole set with mess
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| So scandalous that ya homies didn’t do shit
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| blow his candle, look can ya handle this
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| Nigga at 145 miracle dipped with chemicals and bury ya minerals half alive
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| Energized by naked lies, douse that between fuse these niggaz be payin they dues
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| But some niggaz roll 'em and cruise, so I stack 'em and stick 'em in twos
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| Like bullets ??? |
| let the bodies refuse so they ??? |
| pick and choose
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| At the house with a strap and a bottle of booze, intention to get my cash on Exception I’m still blastin 'em with the 44 mag-a-num, yo who was out there
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| crackin 'em
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| I don’t kno, he was supposed to go, its crazy mothafuckas in the o Strapped, with a tech and a chop, to the nutty block to get a dub
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| Cuz furly markets, and my nigga they don’t got love, for yo nigga name sneak
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| Cuz I beez servin off ridin with ease feelin the breeze
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| 25 for sacks of 3's, Hennessey and squeeze, not thinking about 5−0 and freeze
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| cuz I be G’d, and don’t like my dick to be teased, bitch on yo knees
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| the F to the L-O type speakin never said please, slappin 'em silly
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| and not a gentleman like willy, sockin a hoe, buckin at her nigga with my fully
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| the shit goes down, like a 7−4 in the O, now u kno the fact from fo buckin fast not slow, cope with willin to hit the chest and hit the flo'
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| Disgrace unload on yo face, with the clenched fist, Hennessey sippin gradually
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| And thinking about a casualty that killa don mentality in me and comin naturally
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| Turn yo day into a tragedy, buck up and watch him drop with the gravity
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| Had to be 3 times flow 9 brutalized mind naked off a shrine and a jug of Rhine
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| And can’t even walk a straight line… Doin the shit, pullin licks on lick
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| Cuz these three mothafuckas from the town, is comin with that crazy shit |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sickkaluffa , by - 3X Krazy. Song from the album Stackin Chips, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп