| I’m that big nigga
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| That lil bitch a gold digger
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| Wass nigga
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| We turned that lil bitch to a Wass nigga
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| And yeah nigga we steal that bird like a shoplifter
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| Still that cold nigga ouu my body twitch differ
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| This a bone picker hollows burn his whole liver
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| We really in the field nigga
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| I done lost my heart nigga
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| The straps are bought nigga
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| I done got that dark nigga
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| Aye Burberry scarf nigga
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| Shot nigga, fuck these niggas point hitters
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| If niggas roll up on you they’ll get sparked nigga
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| Aye lil nigga but a big nigga
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| Diamonds shine like an old lizard
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| My niggas they go crazy
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| Whoa I was in the trap with a baby 9
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| 4 and a half got on my grind
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| Shooter got knocked he doing tell
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| I had to choose the gun not the book it wasn’t right
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| You know I love my dawg from the block he keep a 9
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| You have to live under the dark to feel the shine
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| And these game it a heavy price it got prices
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| And I was on the block rolling dices
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| And bullets run him down like its lightning
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| And my Wassas at your top like a hyphen
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| And police tryna get me where my heart hurt
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| And the sauce got a nigga walking backward
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| If you out here buying hard you hustle backward
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| We were camping on your block, we need a camper
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| We were camping on your block, we need a camper
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| I’m that nigga on the block with a temper
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| We were cooling on his block like December
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| We were toking with the gang for a letter
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| My poppa shot a bouncer this world is full of cowards
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| This life it ain’t got no hour
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| Give them sauce if they sour
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| That’s my dawg that’s my hounder
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| Cokapina coca a Cocaina coca ah that’s the powder
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| I lost my dawg straight to the grave
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| I got a price I gotta pay
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| I shoot a nigga straight in his face
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| Demihana it’s never late
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| We gon press shit out his place
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| Shoot a nigga out my way
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| I’m the sauce when I walk
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| Take a nigga take his top
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| Where I’m from we did a lot
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| Free bro and free my pops
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| Aye uh niggas know how we rock
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| Uh fuck around yeah you know where I’m from
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| I had to choose the gun not the book it wasn’t right
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| You know I love my dawg from the block he keep a 9
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| You have to live under the dark to feel the shine
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| Ah we spin shit like Djs
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| Never know where we stay
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| This game ain’t no EA sports
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| He hug the charge just like webay
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| Shooters take your refay
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| Forced ain’t no creases
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| Treat the game just like a sport
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| Real niggas gon support
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| Circle like the tour ah
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| And left him in the morgue
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| It rains and it snores it’s deeper than it pours
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| It’s for real
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| In jail I’ll take ya mail
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| Police took my mail
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| They never wrote back
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| They prob did 'cause a real nigga gon write back
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| Jail we keep a knife cut a nigga through the cell ha
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| I had to choose the gun not the book it wasn’t right
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| You know I love my dawg from the block he keep a 9
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| Roaches and mice, roaches and mice
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| You have to live under the dark to feel the shine |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Roaches and Mice , by - Pressa. Song from the album Prestige, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп