| Aiyyo we headed to a party to go see what’s happening
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| Smoking a lot in the car turn on some rappen
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| Start to freestyle we be up on our way
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| Finish up the blunt, somebody pass me that tray
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| Get on the freeway yo it’s after dark
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| I guess it always pulls up by the night
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| Letting all kinds of speed cars pass
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| Just so they can harass our black ass
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| Police pulling us over for no reason
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| Searching the car, like it’s nigga hunting season
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| Yeah, around asking about where’s the pound
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| Where’s the gun? |
| Are y’all niggaz on the run?
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| You got warrants? |
| Y’all niggaz ready for some informin'?
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| That’s how they be cracking, it seems like they be actin'
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| Except it’s real life, like they rushing up your residence
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| Searching your crib, they can’t find no evidence
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| The other day Mr. Buddha had this plan
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| Kick brands after man so our whole crew can expand
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| They all wanted me to drive the getaway car
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| I was like fuck it, 'cuz I ain’t got no dough anyway
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| The strange plant they brought in my garage
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| They get large, then they gather the entourage
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| My niggaz straight hit the bank then broke the hell out
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| So much money you couldn’t even get that smell out
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| I got laced with thirty G’s to keep 'em freeze
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| Plus a nigga ratted so far goes on a breeze
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| Police talking about where’s the dead president
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| I said, «Fuck y’all, niggaz ain’t got no evidence» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Low Class Conspiracy , by - Quasimoto. Song from the album The Unseen, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп