| Cocaine sticking to the pyrex
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| Lito, no I ain’t sipping on no hot tea
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| Sale on the line tryna' buy that
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| What you mean we ain’t got lean, we supply that nigga
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| Vinegar on the dog food, try that nigga
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| The recompress sticking to the side
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| Women on the line tryna feel it in they spine
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| Mob something, let my nigga Gunna kill it from behind
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| Hold up
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| Rule number one, look it ain’t no rules
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| Rule number two, can’t, don’t lose
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| If the dope don’t come back what you gon do
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| When the nigga ain’t answering that mean you got wooed
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| Finesse, stress, happen to the best
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| Fuck the rest told Gates I don’t get tired neither
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| I ain’t lying, on the grind all the time, life on the line
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| Lose my mind fore I forget my heater
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| Trapback gang in my section, Ferrari out the exit
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| Washington, I’m fly
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| Hit his dome ten times kill it, grah
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| Nigga want to, bye
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| Nigga try to whip me, brrrra
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| Jump back on the interstate, I’m headed to the nine
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| Menace hit me, say he need another nine
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| Nina drop me off in the Calio with Bub
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| Say Kiera waiting on him with the candles by the tub
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| If she try to set him up, then her parents getting drugged
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| Out in bucket, with my nigga boss ten up the country
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| Shooters in the den, rubber band up the money
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| You know Mozzy out his mind, get him signed then we coming
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| Fletch got the out a bundle and a huddle
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| No discussion if a think it’s funny then he busted
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| Did on the muscle, I ain’t ever pay a
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| Bitch ass nigga, man what’s wrong with em
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| Must don’t believe in god, I’m the wrong nigga
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| AK47 with the chrome in it
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| This a swing back stock, think I won’t send it?
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| 100 round drum, yeah I’m long winded
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| My nigga chasing commas got a long sentence
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| Old bitch, he know that I don’t get along with her
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| The money long gone, so she don’t visit
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| Me, myself, and I, them my co-defendants
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| Back to Tennessee with Arizona midget
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| Lower ticket, bank roll, hundred gang
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| The bails in twentys
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| I need every penny, got my scale and an extended
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| Chopper got a stand, half a man, that’s a midget
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| Poking holes, smoking dope, off the and they hit it
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| Lito get the C note that they ran with the digit
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| Ask can I take a piss, sprayed the blam, that’s a semi |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shit , by - Kevin Gates. Song from the album Only The Generals Part II, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп