| I’m the colonel of the mother fucking tank
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| Got a mattress no need for a bank
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| Yeah, I see you mother fucker but my stare is fucking blank
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| Last night three motherfuckers thought that they were getting paid
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| Tried to rob me blind, so I cut open their eyes
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| Left their blood on my blade
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| Now I’m sopping lemonade in the shade
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| Just another day in the 7th Ward by the lake
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| Yeah, bitch, where I stay
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| I be riding in the camo jeep
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| Double cup is ocean deep
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| I’m sleeping don’t you make a peep
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| Y’all a bunch of fucking cheapened sheep
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| I’ll fucking cut and gut your fucking seeping slut and…
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| … I’m a fucking mutt I’ll sell your meat for bucks
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| Got a bitch that will get your ass done up
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| Hot in the winter and cold in the summer
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| Pussies wanna try to come and run up
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| Glock cocked and I’m chilling with my gun up
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| See I
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| Never gave a fuck about nothing
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| Got crack in the stove, hide the money in the oven
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| If I’m ever trying to get my funds up
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| Break in with the mask, grab the money real fast
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| I, hope a fucker know when they see me
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| Never in my life try to sell a CD
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| Lo-fi pimp,.mp3
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| Black and white life, no TV
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| Smoking that dope on the low
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| Got all them pounds in the floor
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| Drugs never slow because this that junkie who can flow
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| It ain’t
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| Nothing to rob me a liquor store
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| Syrup I’m drinking it by the four
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| The devil be all up in my soul, bitch |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thieves, artist - $uicideboy$. Album song KILL YOURSELF Part IV: The Trill Clinton Saga, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп