| Run that money counter baby
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| I’m just thinking out loud
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| I’m just thinking out loud
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| I’m having thoughts in my head, it’s only one way to get this bread
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| Throwing rocks at the feds, fuck the narcs and the pigs
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| I’ma get it by any means necessary
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| I got a big load, I gotta carry
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| I hope I miss the drought in February
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| These niggas gon' be down, it’s never worried
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| And I hope you niggas know I’m never worried
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| I take a perc then I please all my pain
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| Got me walking through the mud and the rain
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| I feel my soul going through my damn veins
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| I’m just thinking out loud
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| Got my hand to the cloud
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| I wish C could see me now
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| I know he’d be proud
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| I scream free Lil Tay
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| I wish he were still here
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| And I’m lowkey sharing the Rari whippin', yeah
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| And I do this for my Bourne Home niggas
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| I know we still the realest
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| And my hood birthed a whole lot of killers
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| And I still wish that Lo was still living
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| And we still say that he the king nigga
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| So it’s shouts out to Lo, he my nigga
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| And I’m still repping NDC nigga
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| You know I’m still NDC nigga
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| You know I’m down to ride for my niggas
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| You know I’m down to slide with my niggas
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| I don’t give a fuck 'bout none nigga, yeah
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| I’m having thoughts in my head, it’s only one way to get this bread
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| Throwing rocks at the feds, fuck the narcs and the pigs
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| I’ma get it by any means necessary
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| I got a big load, I gotta carry
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| I hope I miss the drought in February
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| These niggas gon' be down, it’s never worried
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| And I hope you niggas know I’m never worried
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| I take a perc then I please all my pain
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| Got me walking through the mud and the rain
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| I feel my soul going through my damn veins
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| I’m just thinking out loud
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| Got my hand to the cloud
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| I wish C could see me now
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| I know he’d be proud
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| I scream free Lil Tay
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| I wish he were still here
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| And I’m lowkey sharing the Rari whippin', yeah
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| They gave bird a long time for that iron
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| He didn’t snitch on none nigga, he took his time
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| He stood up like a man and took the ride
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| And I’m still thinkin' about how Marlo died
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| AndI answer for my question deep inside
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| And that nigga Black Dog he one thousand
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| And a nigga Steve took off project housing
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| Put the bricks all in the wall and the house
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| So you know them birds flying down South
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| Came up in the game, my frown
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| Get in by the time it’s goin' down
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| I’m having thoughts in my head, it’s only one way to get this bread
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| Throwing rocks at the feds, fuck the narcs and the pigs
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| I’ma get it by any means necessary
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| I got a big load, I gotta carry
|
| I hope I miss the drought in February
|
| These niggas gon' be down, it’s never worried
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| And I hope you niggas know I’m never worried
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| I take a perc then I please all my pain
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| Got me walking through the mud and the rain
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| I feel my soul going through my damn veins
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| I’m just thinking out loud
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| Got my hand to the cloud
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| I wish C could see me now
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| I know he’d be proud
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| I scream free Lil Tay
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| I wish he were still here
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| And I’m lowkey sharing the Rari whippin', yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thinkin Out Loud , by - Marlo. Song from the album The Wire, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп