| Damn
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| Pull out your gun, then you better blow
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| Bro off a pill when he do a drill
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| So when he get high, you better get low
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| Know we make it hot, summer
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| Lil' bitch, I’m the shit, plumber
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| Back out the stick, make it beat like a drummer
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| I ain’t lyin', I keep it a hunna
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| My shooters be sliding, you die if you run up
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| I pull up, put a bag on your brother
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| That nigga still hot and I know he a chucker
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| Can’t respect him, can’t wait 'til we catch him
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| Tell broski to wet him, spread bullets like butter
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| Fuck the plug, he ain’t gettin' no money
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| Bitch gon' fuck 'cause I came from the gutter
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| She heard I be trappin', I made her my sucker
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| They ain’t wit it, I know that they cappin'
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| My gang get to clappin', they runnin' for cover
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| Yeah, they runnin' for cover
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| Yeah, they runnin for cover
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| I get the bag and run it up (Run it up)
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| You gotta be special ed, thinkin' 'bout runnin' up
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| We make it hot, look like the sun is up (Look like the sun is up)
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| Right by the Tommy’s, that’s where the gun is tucked (That's where the gun is
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| tucked)
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| Damn
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| Pull out your gun, then you better blow
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| Bro off a pill when he do a drill
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| So when he get high, you better get low
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| Look, please don’t play with the bros
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| I promise they see you, they doin' the most
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| Look, can’t hit no lick and go ghost
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| I ride with my brothers, we splittin' the toast
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| Back 'em down, I’m like Shaq in the post
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| Yeah, I could do it, don’t need nobody close
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| Is you ridin', you ready to go?
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| You say you bangin', better buy you a pole
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| Strapped up, ain’t no leavin' it home
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| Don’t act up, we put one in your dome
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| Get clapped up, now your name on a stone
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| Throw racks up, watching bitches unfold
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| Since a youngin', we was all buggin'
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| Tryna make the block hot when it’s cold, yeah (Tryna make the block hot when
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| it’s cold)
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| I get the bag and run it up (Run it up)
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| You gotta be special ed, thinkin' 'bout runnin' up
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| We make it hot, look like the sun is up (Look like the sun is up)
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| Right by the Tommy’s, that’s where the gun is tucked (That's where the gun is
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| tucked)
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| Damn
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| Pull out your gun, then you better blow
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| Bro off a pill when he do a drill
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| So when he get high, you better get low |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Low , by - sleepy hallow. Song from the album DON'T SLEEP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп