| Yeah, I had plans, yeah, I had plans
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| I don’t play no games with 'em, yeah, I get bands
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| Yeah, I can pop a Percocet, naw I’m not on land
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| All I do is triple cross, hope it ain’t your mans
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How the fuck nigga ain’t known us?
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| He can’t even compete with us
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How the fuck nigga ain’t known us?
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| He can’t even compete with us
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| These niggas not ready,
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| He ever think about playin' with us, we shoot shit just like Belly
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| How your big homie ain’t stitched on you?
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| real big, put that stick on me
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| Glock .40, know I hold the dick on me
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| Fuck the, you know I get rich homie
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| They a real nigga, but they dick ridin', switchin' both sides, yeah
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| Ridin' 'round with a big five, yeah
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| Mask up, make 'em get down, yeah
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| That’s on everyting when it come my way
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| Go for nothing, don’t smile at my face
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| Cross up, hope we don’t get no chase
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| But we gon' get away
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| Yeah, I had plans, yeah, I had plans
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| I don’t play no games with 'em, yeah, I get bands
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| Yeah, I can pop a Percocet, naw I’m not on land
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| All I do is triple cross, hope it ain’t your mans
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How the fuck nigga ain’t known us?
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| He can’t even compete with us
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How the fuck nigga ain’t known us?
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| He can’t even compete with us
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| Thought these niggas burnt out
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| Real shooters, so you know they’ll route
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| You know what we on, you know what we 'bout
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| Dirty K, dirty pistols
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| Wipin' they nose, no need for no tissue
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| I’m from the trenches but I’m in LA just like the Clippers
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| I’m watchin' my back, I know they ain’t with me
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| No these niggas ain’t with me, all these niggas tryna be me
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| Pull up on the block and I’m creepin'
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| Know we can be a real demon, know we can be a real demon
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| I don’t fuck with that ho, she too needy
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| I’m in and out, then I pull up the genie
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| They hands out but they didn’t even wanna feed me
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| No I don’t need her, no I don’t need her
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| Yeah, I had plans, yeah, I had plans
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| I don’t play no games with 'em, yeah, I get bands
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| Yeah, I can pop a Percocet, naw I’m not on land
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| All I do is triple cross, hope it ain’t your mans
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How the fuck nigga ain’t known us?
|
| He can’t even compete with us
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How y’all niggas gon' leave us?
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| How the fuck nigga ain’t known us?
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| He can’t even compete with us |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Leave Us , by - Lil Keed. Song from the album Trapped On Cleveland 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп