| Light a spliff of the piff and put the pedal to the floor
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| Imma ride on you mother fuckas like never before
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| See cause all my niggas ride, Gain Green, you ain’t Thug Life, you ain’t no
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| what this gang mean
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| I can tell you what it means, it’s bud and guns
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| Never label me boujee nigga I come from the slums
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| It’s Biggavelli baby I got this shit in a smash
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| You niggas be sucking dick im in it for the cash
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| Heard them cats say I ain’t comin back
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| Nigga they heard that I was finished
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| I’m back better than ever
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| I’m back to handle my business
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| I’m back with the vengeance
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| Caught em slippin, crept up behind em
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| Hear them paramedics wrapped him up like an Anaconda
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| He ain’t comin' back, mother fucker nigga me neither
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| That’s the past, leave it behind
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| I’mma put it beneath em
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| These niggas think they can see me
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| My story deeper, I copped him a quarter-pint and he told me the 40 cheaper
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| You niggas is enemies and I ain’t showing no pity
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| When I bomb, bitches they kiss and tell me my dick is pretty
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| The burner will leave em smelly
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| The burner’s under the Pelle
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| Just peep the game and know you niggas learned it from Biggavelli
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| Light a spliff of the piff and put the pedal to the floor
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| Imma ride on you mother fuckas like never before
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| See cause all my niggas ride, Gain Green, you ain’t Thug Life, you ain’t no
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| what this gang mean
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| I can tell you what it means, it’s bud and guns
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| Never label me boujee nigga I come from the slums
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| It’s Biggavelli baby I got this shit in a smash
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| You niggas be sucking dick im in it for the cash
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| Nigga look out, I’m out the pen
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| I ain’t come home from the bull
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| I’ll bail out it again, so fuck what you thought
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| Never take this shit for granted
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| That’s why I stuff an O of the Sour D just in case I ever get a minute
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| Man these mother fuckas tried to take me out the game for good
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| Tried to two-trouble them bitches and now he can’t come to the hood
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| He back out in the raw, told him go fuck his momma
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| The only ego he stroking is Jesus and the Boss
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| Shoulda known Biggavell was popping back up on the scene
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| Niggas look mad, ya’ll supposed to be happy I’m free
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| You traded your soul for riches (yeah)
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| Just like a co-defendant, bitches thats on the stand begging for my forgiveness
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| They sitting on legal woes, and I dont need you hoes
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| Paper plating these niggas food for thoughts, now I feed you flows, oh (oh)
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| Nigga yous a disgrace to this shit
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| If hip hops dead, my dick in your bitch, gotta love me (oww)
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| Light a spliff of the piff and put the pedal to the floor
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| Imma ride on you mother fuckas like never before
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| See cause all my niggas ride, Gain Green, you ain’t Thug Life, you ain’t no
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| what this gang mean
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| I can tell you what it means, it’s bud and guns
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| Never label me boujee nigga I come from the slums
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| It’s Biggavelli baby I got this shit in a smash
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| You niggas be sucking dick im in it for the cash |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Out on Bail , by - Max B. Song from the album Library of a Legend, Vol. 8, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп