| Walkin' out the pen with my pen, live a life of sin
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| Tell the devil throw me a shovel and let’s get it in
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| 2015 MC Ren, this ain’t a movie
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| Pull my khaki suit back out the closet and burn this Louie
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| Tell Young Thug come out the closet, the fuck you foolin'?
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| Where my crips, my bloods, my esses? |
| Let’s make some music
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| That the gangsters can dance to
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| Throw up your hands too
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| The indians is back, we want our motherfuckin' land too
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| The black Slim Shady is back with some M80s
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| In the back of the Mercedes
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| About to blow this motherfucker like a meth lab
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| Smokin' on that same bomb chronic Dre and Meth had
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| You know I got the best bag
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| Now watch me teach the world how to roll a blunt for the last time
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| Welcome to Cali where smoking’s our favorite past time
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| And if a nigga need a gun he can mack mine
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| And everything inside
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| Cause when the lights go out
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| Cause when the lights go out
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| Cause when the lights go out
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| Cause when the lights go out
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| You see bitches on all fours
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| Switchers on all cars
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| Got used to drivin' them Bentley’s
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| I guess I got off course
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| Got used to fuckin' them bitches
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| Used to 'em rollin' my blunts
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| In the studio with Doc, ain’t see them hoes in months
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| I’ve been shacked up on LSU
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| Goin' crazy on LSD in a straight jacket, don’t mess with me
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| Till I finish this album
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| Now I step inside the party with Hennessy and Bacardi
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| Pour a ziplock of mollies out
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| I’m a lunatic
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| Disturb the peace like Ludacris
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| Me and Dre bump heads cause he give me advice
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| I never listen to that shit
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| He said don’t put out mixtapes and I did that
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| He said leave his car parked right there
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| I stripped that, drove that
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| In the Lambo, blunts rolled fat
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| Pull up to the club like where the hoes at
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| Take a ho and fuck her, then ask a bitch where your clothes at
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| The door right there
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| I don’t need you bitches, see the iPhone?
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| There’s some more right there
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| Here’s a glass for your tears, let 'em all right there
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| Compton, I was born right there
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| Park the red Lambo right there
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| Sign to the man right there
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| 25 mil, more nightmares
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| Now I’m fuckin' everybody bitch
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| You think you got her on lock but you don’t
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| Cause when the lights go out
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| Cause when the lights go out
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| Cause when the lights go out
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| Cause when the lights go out |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lights Go Out, artist - The Game. Album song Block Wars, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп