| Right here, this is where you lost your luck
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| Cause rapper such and such fucked around and got you punched
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| First I heard it from your boy, then from your tongue
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| Nigga I’m a crazy fuck, might snap and kill your son
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| But before they try to put me in the pen again
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| I left Sherry’s dead body in the present
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| I had to tell you cause I didn’t leave no evidence
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| Except for note that said «FUCK YOU AND THIS BITCH»
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| Now who the fuck left Azizi off the leash again?
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| No one answered cause I’ve already eating them
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| For you corny ass niggas I defeated them
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| Conquered them
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| Born to do, same shit, I play to win
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| But I be fucking bitches up with my dick now
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| Last chick, ass fat I blew her back out
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| Bitch got it fixed, came back I blew it back out
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| Story of my life, that’s your wife
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| Who are you? |
| Wooooow
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| Kids? |
| Bet I got a few now
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| All of these bitches that I came in and ran out
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| See Pete tryna hit a nigga with the boom bow
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| North’s fucked up but baby girl your life will pan out
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| Shit but a niggas got problems
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| Bigger issues and economics
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| I got a fist full, I’m trynna start shit
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| So when ya’ll niggas fight
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| Imma dip and work on my shit
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| Ya’ll niggas need to use your time wisely
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| Cause whack rappers be the main niggas here grinding
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| Why is everybody so worked up on timing?
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| Just drop yo shit, get a pimp, put him on son
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| Damn right now your nigga is here is on one
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| His verse super sick, suck my dick bitch, we on some
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| Prehistoric motherfucking pterodactyl arson
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| We gon' beat your ass, watch your ass, put your guard up
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| Hide your weed, hide your bitch, hide your phone
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| Cause when we come throoooough
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| (It's all (?))
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| I said it’s the fuck you
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| (P-p-p-p-patroooon)
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| And nigga I don’t know youuu
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| (So it’s best you go nigga)
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| But real shit shut the fuck up I am serious
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| The worst thing that you could ever do is get curious
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| Don’t be naive, like the grapevine, won’t hear your shit
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| P-H till I fucking die, suck my dick
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| Shit I’m chilling on a futon
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| Watching workaholics, smoking weed, on my laptop
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| Writing to this beat while I’m chilling next to iRock
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| Thinking about the bullshit I did last week dawg
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| Shit so bad I won’t speak on
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| But on the low key it just took me to my peek point
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| All of you bitch ass niggas you are so doint
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| Fuck it roll a joint, call some hoes, put on old boy
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| Yeah, you niggas getting old boy
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| Only see niggas yo age at your show boy
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| Fuck you nigga you can keep being a dope boy
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| No offense to them but you could laugh up on the throne boy
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| Imma do her while you can do you boy
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| You niggas get mad cause you dated her ass in school boy
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| I’m a smoking jack, kiss my ass I’m immune boy
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| You gon' get your shit spent, pet some pussy, you are too boy
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| Don’t fuck with me
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| I’m not that type of nigga that you keep for company
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| But bitch I own the company
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| Prehistoric Crew… Nigga fuck with me
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| Hide your weed, hide your bitch, hide your phone
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| Cause when we come throoooough
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| (It's all (?))
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| I said it’s the fuck you
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| (P-p-p-p-patroooon)
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| And nigga I don’t know yooouuu
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| (So it’s best you go nigga)
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| But real shit shut the fuck up I am serious
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| The worst thing that you could ever do is get curious
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| Don’t be naive, like the grapevine, won’t hear your shit
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| P-H till I fucking die, you can suck my dick
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| We out |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Phc La La, artist - Azizi Gibson. Album song Ghost in the Shell, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп