| It’s never too late, uh, uh
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| You get replaced. |
| uh, uh
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| I’m twisting your fate, uh, uh
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| You loshope Ie when you play, uh, uh
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| Hop in the straight (Hop out the straight)
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| Jump in the wraith, uh, uh
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| Look at they face (What?)
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| This why they hate (What?)
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| It’s never too late, uh, uh
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| You get replaced. |
| uh, uh
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| I’m twisting your fate, uh, uh
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| You lose when you play, uh, uh
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| Bitch you in the way
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| Your salary minimum wage (Broke bitch)
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| You real or you fake?
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| Them statements cannot be replaced, uh, uh
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| I give and I take (What?)
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| They copy and follow my pace (They follow my pace)
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| We winning the race (What?)
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| Three dead and that’s just in one day (That's just in one day)
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| See, I take the drums on the road (What?)
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| Them choppas with me at the show (Boom)
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| I grew up with nothing but killers
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| They talk and speaking in code (What?)
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| Reload, unload, and reload (Boom!)
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| Ain’t fucking, then she gotta go
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| She looking like I’m speaking Spanish
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| I’m just saying I’m letting you know (Just letting you know)
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| Ain’t counting nobodies from past tense (Uh, uh)
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| I’m catching shit, ain’t no passing
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| I’m celebrating my new money (Huh)
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| Y’all dead broke on that mad shit
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| Trackhawk Jeep be the fastest (Vroom)
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| Bad bitch, she got her ass did
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| We ripping and racing through traffic (Move out the way, bitch)
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| I’m praying I hope I don’t crash it
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| Hop in the straight (Hop out the straight)
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| Jump in the wraith, uh, uh
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| Look at they face (Look at them niggas)
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| This why they hate (Bow)
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| It’s never too late, uh, uh
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| You get replaced. |
| uh, uh
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| I’m twisting your fate (Gimme that)
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| You lose when you play, uh, uh
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| Hop in the straight (Hop out the straight)
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| Jump in the wraith, uh, uh
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| Look at they face (Look at them niggas)
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| This why they hate (Bow)
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| It’s never too late, uh, uh
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| You get replaced. |
| uh, uh
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| I’m twisting your fate (Gimme that)
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| You lose when you play, uh, uh
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| Ay, hollows blew up in his face, now they need his dental record (He a John Doe)
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| I got professional textures come through with choppas, and send you a mes’sage
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| (Grratt)
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| Pick up that bag, and hit jewellers and jack it, this Louis V jacket a few
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| niggas stash it
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| I get that work and my bitch, she gon' stash it
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| Your bitch average, plus she bagless
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| Track hard booty, exhaust sound like a dragon, ay
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| Touch a nigga from Chiraq, see more bullets than Madden (Brr, pow, pow)
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| Ay, Instagram bitch in the telly, counting my rackies, give me some Becky (Some
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| neck)
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| Remember I was sleeping in the trap, laying on the floor with the Glock on my
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| belly (Strapped)
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| Got a few dollars and bought me a pele
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| In a good way, how my closet is messy
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| I don’t chase niggas, get hot with the dessy
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| Turn his dreads to meatballs and spaghetti
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| Hop in the straight (Hop out the straight)
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| Jump in the wraith, uh, uh
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| Look at they face (What?)
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| This why they hate (What?)
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| Its never too late, uh, uh
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| You get replaced. |
| uh, uh
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| I’m twisting your fate, uh, uh
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| You lose when you play, uh, uh
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| Hop in the straight (Hop out the straight)
|
| Jump in the wraith, uh, uh
|
| Look at they face (What?)
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| This why they hate (What?)
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| Its never too late, uh, uh
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| You get replaced. |
| uh, uh
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| I’m twisting your fate, uh, uh
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| You lose when you play, uh, uh |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Str8, artist - King Von. Album song Levon James, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп