| Leave that fire right here
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| I had a buccaneer
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| Miluwakee bucks in here
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| Feel no evil there
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| I caught the glock another charge make me drop some tears
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| It’s just me OD and baby Jay three musketeers
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| He dropped the VVS' and smile from ear to ear
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| He got his dick caught in zipper crackers took his whip
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| So now I’m bendin in this rental with colt 4 fifths
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| Standoff got my clutchin like a dyke I’m coming off the hip
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| I don’t know shit you talk about I can’t believe it’s real
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| My nigga been in parking lots and keep the stainless steel
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| I told them crackers them bring my niggas back on the field
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| You think you a shooter he tryna recruit him bring the head back off
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| Oops where I am
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| We’ll kill you can’t fuck around can he ran
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| Brand new glokk its tan
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| Shit fuck around hit the fan
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| We gotta stop all this playin
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| Might just tussel and nigga you dusty lil nigga
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| Then help him again
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| I had to just tussel my nigga we fight that that shit out
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| And smoke at the end
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| These niggas took guns to a whole nother level
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| Shit we just gon do what you did
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| Mamma told me you gon reap what you soul get out and whatever you did
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| Wasn’t countin no bodies this shit here a hobby
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| Ima target I get paid just to sit
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| That hoe eatin buddy gon please her
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| Lil jack still be givin her dick
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| I got a nina for all of that talkin
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| But ima start with a
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| And we don’t join up with no nigga this shit ain’t a game
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| I’m tyrna corrupt lil nigga I catch him down bad with his dick out his pants
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| Leave that fire right here
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| I had a buccaneer
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| Miluwakee bucks in here
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| Feel no evil there
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| I caught the glock another charge make me drop some tears
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| It’s just me OD and baby Jay three musketeers
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| He dropped the VVS' and smile from ear to ear
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| He got his dick caught in zipper crackers took his whip
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| So now I’m bendin in this rental with colt 4 fifths
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| Standoff got my clutchin like a dyke I’m coming off the hip
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| Bend this hoe dip low and jid
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| Never bang change my color wig
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| Ima ghetto bitch ima ghetto kid
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| My shoes don’t go had to match my fit
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| Shorty on go ready to fight
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| If he thirsty he clutchin his pipe
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| Seen him caught him get in right
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| I’m bout whatever and fuck who don’t like
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| Yeah pop my shit you will
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| Lil ass boy they dick on shrimp
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| If you hit this nigga you rich
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| Real ass pimp we just payin for the trip
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| Real freak hoe took another molly
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| Head come first nigga don’t try me
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| Fit mismatch be lurking tryna copy
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| Baby daddy got good brain good sloppy
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| You know I’m in the feelin when cash in your hand
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| I ain’t even saw that ass in the benz
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| I ain’t even saw that ass in a trance
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| Runnin up a check bitches mad with their friends
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| All in they mouth like pineapple soda
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| And bakwoods is his odor
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| Ain’t tryna talk to the nigga wait hold up
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| Ain’t tryna talk to the nigga wait
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| Leave that fire right here |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fire Right There , by - 9lokkNine. Song from the album Mind Of Destruction, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп