| Fuck that
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| 8 doobies to the face
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| Fuck that
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| 12 bottles in the case
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| Nigga, fuck that
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| 2 pills and a half weight
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| Nigga, fuck that
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| Got a high tolerance
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| When your age don’t exist
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| Man, I swear
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| My nigga tripping off the shit again
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| Pick him up, then I set him in
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| Cold water, then I order someone to bring him vicodin
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| Hope they take the pain away
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| From the feeling that he feel today
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| You know when you part of section 80
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| And you feeling like no one can relate
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| Cause you are, you are
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| A loner, loner
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| Marijuana, endorphins
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| Make you stronger, stronger
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| I’m in the house party tripping off
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| My generation sipping cough syrup like its water
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| Never no pancakes in the kitchen
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| Man, no wonder our lives is caught up
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| In the daily superstition
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| That the world is bout to end
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| Who gives a fuck? |
| We never do listen
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| Unless it comes with an 808
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| A melody and some hoes
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| PlayStation and some drank
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| Technology bought my soul
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| Looking around and all I see
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| Is a big crowd, that’s product of me
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| And they probably relatives
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| Relevant for a rebel’s dream
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| Yep, the president is black
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| She black too
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| Purple label on her back
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| But that tab
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| Is light blue she take it straight to the head
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| Then she look at me
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| She got ADHD
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| 8 doobies to the face
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| Fuck that
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| 12 bottles in the case
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| Nigga, fuck that
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| 2 pills and a half weight
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| Nigga, fuck that
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| Got a high tolerance
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| When your age don’t exist
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| Like whoa oh oh whoa
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| Like whoa oh oh whoa
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| Like whoa oh oh whoa
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| Like whoa oh oh whoa
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| Don’t got a limit just gimme some more with it
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| Don’t got a limit just gimme some more with it
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| They always told me ADHD did it
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| And then she started
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| And then she started
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| Feeling herself like no on else in this apartment
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| Beg you pardon
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| Oh, I rap, baby. |
| How old are you?
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| She say 22, I say 23
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| OK then we all crack babies
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| Damn, why you say that?
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| She said where my drink at?
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| I’m a tell you later, just tell your neighbors
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| Have the police relax
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| I stood up, shut the blinds
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| Closed the screen, jumbotron
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| Made it to the back, where she reside
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| Then she said, read between the lines
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| Yep, hope that I get close enough
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| When the lights turn down
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| And the fact that she just might open up
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| When the new flow start to drown
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| Her body and I, know the both of us really deep in the move now
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| It’s nothing we can do now
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| Somebody walked in with a pound
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| Of that Bay Area kush
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| She looked at me then looked
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| At it, then she grabbed it
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| Then she said, get it understood
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| You know why we crack babies
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| Because we born in the 80s
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| That ADHD crazy
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| Fuck that
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| 8 doobies to the face
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| Fuck that
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| 12 bottles in the case
|
| Nigga, fuck that
|
| 2 pills and a half weight
|
| Nigga, fuck that
|
| Got a high tolerance
|
| When your age don’t exist
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| Like whoa oh oh whoa
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| Like whoa oh oh whoa
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| Like whoa oh oh whoa
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| Like whoa oh oh whoa
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| Don’t got a limit just gimme some more with it
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| Don’t got a limit just gimme some more with it
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| They always told me ADHD did it
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| You can have all my shine
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| I’ll give you the light
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| Double cup, deuce, four, six
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| Just mix it in Sprite
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| Ecstasy, 'shrooms, blow, dro, hoes
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| Whatever you like
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| You can have all my shine
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| I’ll give you the light |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A.D.H.D , by - Kendrick Lamar. Song from the album Section.80, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп