| Mane I’m dead serious mane
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| I got to pay, I got
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| Aye I can’t die pussy I got to die a gangster
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| My daily conversation, it consist of hustle
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| Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle
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| Shining don’t want pop it off it’s on the muscle
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| Police is harassing don’t want see us come up
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| Cause word around town they gone check the move
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| Word around town I flick my neck with juice
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| Word around town me and yo ex is cool
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| And if you broke
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| Then you know damn well I can’t stand next to you
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| Word around town
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| Shot the studio I brought the pressure through the bottle
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| Brought my dog Truck up he ain’t do nothing about it
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| Section that they love to rep I’m clutching all around it
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| I could keep a secret and your bitch know all about it
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| Bread Winner 100it, taking road trips out to Houston
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| You was fucking off with the pill game
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| I’m on Carolina distributing
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| Late nights just me and Eazy we was tackling a few zombies
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| Pray to God he free all my niggas and I hate to see 'em in bondage
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| My daddy taught me how to get it back
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| Nigga trappin' in the dope game
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| How you a legend to a street nigga, you ain’t never sell cocaine
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| Brian Hughes on Calumet buying everything that I bring
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| Then you went to jail for an illegal pistol
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| That you know you wasn’t goin' to slang
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| My daily conversation, it consist of hustle
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| Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle
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| Shining don’t want pop it off it’s on the muscle
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| Police is harassing don’t want see us come up
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| Cause word around town they gone check the move
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| Word around town I flick my neck with juice
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| Word around town me and yo ex is cool
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| And if you broke
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| Then you know damn well I can’t stand next to you
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| Word around town
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| California, Red, White, and Blue
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| But I’m not a fan of no Clippers
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| Clip to the ground, Gunna back in town
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| Nigga whip down he might clip you
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| Fuckin' with a bitch out in Baltimore
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| I got a shooter all out in Maryland
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| Went to jail all in Chicago
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| I’mma die about it, get at me
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| In Cook County you can ask about me
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| Imma gangsta nigga what’s happenin'?
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| I was trying get another lil' shoulder play
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| Back when kush stuck me into parish
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| Stayed online no jacking off I’m a real nigga no rat
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| Young nigga but I’m old school be with OG’s no laggin'
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| Shoulder rows bust them older cats
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| In the game of life I mastered
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| Either learn fast or ya die young being foolish end in disaster
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| Why focus hard on another nigga
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| When you could provide for your family
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| And anything that don’t add to you
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| Most likely only subtract it
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| My daily conversation, it consist of hustle
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| Grinding from the bottom sick and tired of struggle
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| Shining don’t want pop it off it’s on the muscle
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| Police is harassing don’t want see us come up
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| Cause word around town they gone check the move
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| Word around town I flick my neck with juice
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| Word around town me and yo ex is cool
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| And if you broke
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| Then you know damn well I can’t stand next to you
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| Word around town |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Word Around Town , by - Kevin Gates. Song from the album Luca Brasi 2: Gangsta Grillz, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп