| Yeah, thuggin' with the gas
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| Trials and tribulations
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| Other ghetto kid, nigga, and still I rise
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| Young and ill advised
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| Speed demon, off the weed and the liquor lived a thug life
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| That Hennessy’ll get you killed nigga
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| That dope dick, it’ll get yo whip keyed nigga
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| Was young and ill advised
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| Life of a street nigga
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| Where we at with it
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| 227 gang, let’s get it
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| A penny saved is a penny earned, got a son that I gotta raise
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| It’s his turn to to turn up so I be, workin on my holidays
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| Tryna get that dollar made slappin blocks off the promenade
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| 18 whole ones I been teeing off at the driving range
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| Me and Gianno on Holcolmb know we supply them thangs
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| Bae keep love to see me floss when I drive the Range
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| He paid the cost to be the boss expensive as it was
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| See me and Mari innat Porsche that shit from sellin drugs
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| We from the real streets of Detroit where niggas play for keeps
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| Crimson yo' tide and take you down can’t wash the stain with bleach
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| My OG Ali change my life was with them bottom feeders
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| Most of us ain’t believe in God so we was robbin preachers
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| Barry, Ricky, and Grey to grace he was a block bleeder
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| 187 homicide, drugs on concreatures
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| Years later still fuckin bitches with my father’s features
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| Rockin house pieces niggas know the vibes
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| You can ask my man he’s a mind reader
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| Keep a 9 heater, all the time it’s just how we ride
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| Meet up at the cemetery and get smoked out
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| Pass the weed nigga
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| This the anthem for real street niggas, aye
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| I had to sever ties
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| He took the stand and testified, for some lesser time
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| Was tellin Dutch to slow down, but he was pressed for time
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| Nevermind that shit with, wish I could press rewind
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| My life was a game of spades, I won a 7 blind
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| Loso got sprayed with the K, like 47 times
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| Trill recognize trill, was young and ill advised
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| Lucky to be still alive, know its fuckin with niggas pride
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| Never been robbed in my life, couple a niggas tried
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| Last shootout you heard I had both of them niggas died
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| Hear niggas talkin down on blocks you know my nigga slide
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| Cause when its on you know this beef shit come with extra sides
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| Do the electric boogaloo, choppa electric slide
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| While I’m somewhere ducked off with my bitch, just tryna catch a vibe
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| None of these hoes ain’t loyal, got money set aside
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| For all these rats and rodents who need pesticide
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| Lets get it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ill Advised , by - The Alchemist. Song from the album Boldface - EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп