| What’s the fucking wrong with this nigga s
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| He look in the mirror, future
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| He kind of mirror fel more good
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| I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with thi nigga
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| We got money way long with this niggas
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| They gonna turn your… when they kill youin
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| They brake it down they tell you all before they kill you
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| I don’t know what the fucking wrong with this nigga s
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| We got money way long with this niggas
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| They gonna turn your… when they kill youin
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| They brake it down they tell you all before they kill you
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| I stand back and I count money
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| Bust some plays and I running relax
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| Forty gran and I ball in back
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| They do it to me not doing back
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| Got real hitters in the frost season
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| Ball nigga on the simsin
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| Clip nigga right they won’t cliveling
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| Neighbour no disrespect my ghetto past like a passport
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| Slam up let ém pass to
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| Wrapping hard for that feel more
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| Cuz I’m a yall dog and I’m around too
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| Wanan raise but without down you
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| Part in love when they found you
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| No whitnesses, no investigation you ain’t safe in this town
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| Open niggas, got eight man, pro magazine like the money gain
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| Double it’s caughting me, feel me with ice
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| And it’s caught me, and he came with no…
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| And he taking you life …
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| Soujla are covering my eyes
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| I don’t make money then you doný make money
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| Thne none of you nigga gonna get up a side
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| I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with thi nigga
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| We got money way long with this niggas
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| They gonna turn your… when they kill youin
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| They brake it down they tell you all before they kill you
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| I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with thi nigga
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| We got money way long with this niggas
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| They gonna turn your… when they kill youin
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| They brake it down they tell you all before they kill you
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| It’s for corner and I’m done three in zone one but they found me
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| Dixxy hill but thet hill me they feel no… that count me
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| Fuck nigga stay around me
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| Ass Gucci if you doubt me
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| What you know about a Hooltwood cope
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| Get a little snow on a block wanna go
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| She won’t gotta leave but she really wanna go
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| Hear blue… put it on my .and I’m quick in the …
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| I port her a little, she port it more
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| She handel her buissiness
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| Ain’t’no way that I can have feeling
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| She put a hand on me
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| She put disire on …
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| And I’ll be helping on spinning
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| Loui ain’t probably here now
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| Pushing it .we been here
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| They banely ain’t' pushing my …
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| My windown is black and my niggas is in here
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| You can be sure do a three ////
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| And I’ll be see with a poor
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| We’re in front of your door
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| And we coming for more
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| I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with thi nigga
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| We got money way long with this niggas
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| They gonna turn your… when they kill youin
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| They brake it down they tell you all before they kill you
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| I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with thi nigga
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| We got money way long with this niggas
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| They gonna turn your… when they kill youin
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| They brake it down they tell you all before they kill you
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| We take a bithc nigga to bling nigga we kill ém
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| So trick, trick bithc stay there I just kill it
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| And let me have it for so long, long my feelings
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| Didn’t play with you
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| I gotta taste me with …
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| I run it more for my kids
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| I spend my feel they all rapping fuck all my boys and my kids
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| Youg dog I chied… my shoose don’t got shoose straight …
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| Sinning in that helicopter and watching you wrote this
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| I’ma pop ‚em up, pop ém up, pop ém up
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| Running to ypour bitch and tell her three things
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| Roll up and get this .but this ain’t tight enough
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| Run one to five …
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| I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with thi nigga
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| We got money way long with this niggas
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| They gonna turn your… when they kill youin
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| They brake it down they tell you all before they kill you
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| I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with thi nigga
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| We got money way long with this niggas
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| They gonna turn your… when they kill youin
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| They brake it down they tell you all before they kill you |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What's Wrong, artist - Figg Panamera. Album song The Independent Game, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп