| Ayo, ayo, ayo
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| Ayo, Buscemis with the cages
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| Camo Valentino off the runway on the corner serving work like a baker (Griselda)
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| Fiends fallin' out the sky for it
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| My pack’s ten a piece
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| Shot his baby mom’s house he thought shit was sweet
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| Whole team rocking Hender Schemes and McQueen
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| My nigga got a fresh 15 at McKean
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| Bodies dropping on the regular, my town ain’t shit
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| Get money, get killed, niggas scared to get rich
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| Look like somebody wrote all over the Raf Simmon drips
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| White bitch out the Six, suckin' dicks, speakin' French
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| That’s life for me
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| I got too many shooters that’ll come take a fuck nigga whole life for free
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| These not Timbs little nigga, these Balmains
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| Please get it right for me
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| Ayo, they got the FLYGOD hangin' off the cross, rockin' Hugo Boss
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| TECs with air holes yo, he had to cool them off
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| Style on Forbes, I’m talkin' Double X L
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| Told pussy I need a skirt, I sent 10 in the mail
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| Break 'em down, we all bag, weigh the eights with a hand scale
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| Grams sell like clockwork, the shootin' was Mach' work
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| Make sure he knock first, we dealin' for Fox worth
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| Hopped out the GL Benz, OVO tens
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| Wang windbreaker with no wind
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| Fresh out that cell, I got a brick and a MAC
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| Maybach back-to-back, wrist need to relax
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| Been whippin' all night fingers swelling like crack
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| Yo, what’s your name, hun? |
| My name West, what’s your digits?
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| In '98 I wore two Cubans up in Clinton, now I’m a legend
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| Let me talk fly for a second
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| I had you lookin' tall in Giuseppes while you naked |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hall , by - Westside Gunn. Song from the album FLYGOD, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп