| AG putting on for the 99s and the 2000's
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| Can’t take us nowhere cause we too violent
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| When we step out we too wildin'
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| Got two fits on cause I’m too stylin'
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| AG Sugar Free bitch
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| Let them know, let these niggas know
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| Let these niggas know
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| Let them know, let these niggas know
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| Let these niggas know
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| Let them know, let these niggas know
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| Let these niggas know
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| Let them know, let these niggas know
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| Let these niggas know
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| (Turn me the fuck up)
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| Got a couple 10s, 20s and 50s (Oh)
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| Can that cover up yo scar (Okay)
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| She attackin' what I’m packing
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| Tryna fuck a rockstar (bitch, yeah)
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| If a nigga trippin' with it
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| Let me know so we can spar
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| I’m high steppin' over opps
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| While I’m smokin' on that hard
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| I need a super crazy, buss it baby
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| Smokin' on that extra lazy (Damn!)
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| Still screaming fuck you pay me
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| Please don’t try to educate me (Oh damn!)
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| AG never hesitating
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| Ridin' in that old Mercedes
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| I ain’t got no registration
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| Hotbox with no ventilation
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| Bitch I’m climbing floors
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| To set the score
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| I need that AG tour
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| Bitch you nice for what?
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| I’m mad as fuck
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| I need a hundred more
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| I need a bunch of gore
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| I shoot a slasher film with all the whores
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| We grew up cold and sore
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| Hop off the steps cause we ain’t have a porch
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| I’m movin' to the north I’m on the court I’m dropping niggas off
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| I’m bout to pop the cork cause since the stork my shit been poppin' off
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| My windows tinted bitch I’m rolling lifted in this autobot
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| Is this shit hot or not
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| I know this hot cause Loui made it knock ya' bitch
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| Let them know, let these niggas know
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| Let these niggas know
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| Let them know, let these niggas know
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| Let these niggas know
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| Let them know, let these niggas know
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| Let these niggas know
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| Let them know, let these niggas know
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| Let these niggas know
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| I let 'em know
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| I let 'em know
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| I’m good anywhere I go
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| I’m good everywhere I show
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| Watch me make a cameo
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| Watch me put my city on
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| Make it back to Mexico
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| All those times I always doubted
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| But I knew I wanted more
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| I was born young at the wrong time
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| But I worked hard yea full time
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| Worked hard on my grind
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| Can’t stop me this war time
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| Still shined on my time
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| It’s fuck love fuck Peace signs
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| Fuck you and your bloodline
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| I’m getting what’s all mine
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| I got 50s, 40s, 30s, 20s
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| I was born to be a star
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| Ford Explorer on Forgiato’s
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| Know my mama loved that car
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| And I’m counting all of my sins
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| Fore that rapture blow and we part
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| Rollin big fingers with Benji
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| And he askin' where did we start
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| And he askin' what we chasin'
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| Tryna shake back and be great
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| Feelin' vacant, needin' maintenance
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| He said watch the breaths that you take
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| I’m so glad that Manny ain’t fake
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| I’m so glad Jabbarr stayed down
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| I’m so glad that Derek ain’t hate
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| It’s like 10 heads in this crown, yea
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| Never come and don’t you try
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| Never come and don’t you
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| Never seen before, never seen before
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| Never seen before, just let them know that this some shit
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| That they ain’t never seen before
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| Never seen before
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| Never seen before
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| Never seen before |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Memphis , by - AG Club. Song from the album Halfway Off the Porch, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп