| Where the yola, what’s the hold up?
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| These niggas fold up like baby strollers
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| I’m hardly sober, just need the wooly
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| I wet the lucy, it got me bugging
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| Ready to shoot the next thing that’s breathing, nigga
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| A fucking Heathen, releasing demons
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| Face tat show what I believe in
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| Finesse the world and everything that’s in it
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| I’m serving packs out that thing that’s rented
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| Like fucks a rap check
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| Stupid nigga, dog I’m still in the trap
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| Bagging the work while I’m burning a Back
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| You know the shit nigga
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| Just copped a four now I’m feeling dandy
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| I’m popping xannies like it’s fucking candy
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| On my blackout shit
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| Eat a bar and get belligerent
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| Creeping out of nothing, getting nigga rich
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| Still slanging drugs up out the tenements
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| Is you buying or what?
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| Ducking out for the guy in the truck
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| The white man with the vest and the cuffs
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| Just tryna catch me slipping
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| Shit, I’m just another addict buggin' out in traffic
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| Pussies frontin' like they want the static
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| Let these niggas have it
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| I keep a Spanish nigga with me down to spark the ratchet
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| Right in front of the let out ain’t nobody even see what happen
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| I used to run with more niggas but this life is tragic
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| A couple niggas died, a couple locked, a couple niggas ratted
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| Gettin' niggas for they packs and sellin' niggas cabbage
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| Finesse the whole world, live this shit, bitch I got it tatted
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| Remember smoking blunts with Rico in his fucking attic
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| He lived right down the block from the school so we was skipping classes
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| Everyday, 'til them crackers caught 'em with the ratchet
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| Came out brolic, went back in the can, but, free my fucking man
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| I’m from the Sack, in the 5, it was me and Flea
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| Eighteen, hopping out that next year V
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| And the police was stressing me, I’m like chill doggy
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| Yo I’m just smoking my weed, it’s no krills on me
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| Took ya boy down, wrote me up a summons
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| I fronted at the courthouse and paid it all in hunnits
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| I walked out, sweats sagging, ups right out the box
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| Hoody on, now it’s back to the block
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| I’m usually dolo, just rocking Polo
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| I’m out the ozone, you niggas Frodo, fucking rodent
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| Grown man out here sucking mad dick
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| Whole time a niggas still on that strip, hand in hand with it
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| Shit, I’m just another addict buggin' out in traffic
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| Pussies frontin' like they want the static
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| Let these niggas have it
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| I keep a Spanish nigga with me down to spark the ratchet
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| Right in front of the let out ain’t nobody even see what happen
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| I used to run with more niggas but this life is tragic
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| A couple niggas died, a couple locked, a couple niggas ratted
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| Gettin' niggas for they packs and sellin' niggas cabbage
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| Finesse the whole world, live this shit, bitch I got it tatted |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Finesse The World , by - Retch. Song from the album Finesse The World, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп