| It’s alright
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| It’s alright
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| Count another thousand, it’s alright
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| Count another thousand, it’s alright
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| It’s alright
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| It’s alright
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| Count another band, it’s alright
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| Count another band, it’s alright
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| Cooking up the dope, it’s alright
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| Fuck another hoe, it’s alright
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| Cook some dope, it’s alright
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| Flip a 'bow, it’s alright
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| Hey
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| It’s alright
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| Count another band, it’s alright
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| 2 more bands, it’s alright
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| 2 more bands, it’s alright
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| DT we gone be good, ain’t we
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| Top side gone get us out the hood, ain’t it
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| Fat Mack keep him a pint, don’t he
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| Tay blood a take a nigga life, won’t he
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| Pin den a fuck a nigga wife, won’t he
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| Red got some white on him
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| Feel like fighting no more
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| Red beam right em
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| 81 like Kobe
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| Strapped up, dike on em
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| Run through the lights on em
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| 7 mile and Van Dyke
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| With onions, felling like the coney
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| Cook a nigga, rice-a-roni
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| Busting with these diamonds on me
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| Nigga waisting time
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| Don’t cross that line, I’ll shoot that lining off you
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| Halo tips sliding off you
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| Skuba Steve
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| Diving off a mountain in narcotics
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| Work compression, get robotics
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| All my niggas alcoholics
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| So we still a get the tripping whipping bands on us, can’t call it
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| 50 racks in my closet
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| Selling slabs
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| No deposits
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| Through your rent, and we run it
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| I don’t think my shit stink
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| Yeah, dat way nigga
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| Hit yo bitch from behind, she got a back ache nigga
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| Lactaid nigga
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| When I get that pack in, dumb ass
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| Put a 3 on it
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| If I don’t they gone OD on it
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| Dying from work
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| We got fiends dying from raw
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| Dying from a call
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| If we hear you lie to the law
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| Family and all
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| It’s alright, we racking ARs
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| She stuff the in her BK draws
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| Ughhhh
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| They mad cause the shit we rap real, ain’t they
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| Oh it’s that normal ass hater, ain’t it
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| Ain’t it
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| Aye
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| It’s a problem, ain’t it
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| My niggas mobbing, ain’t we
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| Yo niggas squating, ain’t they
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| You think you got it, don’t you
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| You know we got it, don’t you
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| Drop a body, choppa sliding out the town and country
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| Hell yeah
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| Elvis, best white
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| You seen the smell, yeah
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| Tell them
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| We got big guns a held them
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| Kill dem
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| Fuck a bitch, throw her off the building
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| Hell yeah
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| I just cook some dope up with my band man
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| It’s alright
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| It’s alright
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| It’s alright
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| Them niggas that you see with me, they hit the lights
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| Hey, it’s alright
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| Bitch, it’s alright
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| Count another band, it’s alright
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| Count another band, it’s alright
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| Hey, it’s alright
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| Cooking up the dope, it’s alright
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| Fuck another hoe, it’s alright
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| Cook some dope, it’s alright
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| It’s alright
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| It’s alright, it’s alright
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| Flip a 'bow, it’s alright
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| Count some bands, it’s alright |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Alright , by - Sada Baby. Song from the album Skuba Sada, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп