| I’m a killer for realer*
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| My momma still with child chilla
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| Blood drippin’like vanilla
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| When I’m shooting a willa
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| Brown pride east side
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| Twenty years old what a life
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| Of a heart I’m fucking tired
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| Of this life is sick as clown
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| Blue dodger hat on
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| Bangin like donkey kong
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| Tryin make a phone call
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| I’ve been a g all long
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| Fade back is my song
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| Gang moncho is my home
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| Doing purpies on that car
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| Just to gather me a car
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| I stay arm and it’s warm
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| Bloody blood like it’s was born
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| Stop honking on that horn
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| I’m not stopping for no whore
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| This is masta war
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| I’ve been cursing since I was born
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| On my hands and knees can you forgive me lord
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| But it’s like fuck it
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| Cause I’m coming
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| Homie ain’t nothin funny
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| This land I’m looking money
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| I’m trying to fuck a little something
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| Not trippin if you stunny
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| Still snatch you like a bunny
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| Cause you fuckin with the killers
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| That be gunnin as I’m hunting
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| I’m A Ride
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| I’m A Shine
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| Just A Deadly Game Of Life
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| Fuus Trippin And I Try
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| I’m An Angel In Disguise
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| I’m A Bust Let It Thrust
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| Angel Dust Got Me Stuffed
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| Don’t Give A Fuck Where You From
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| And Ese That’s Just How It’s Done
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| I’m a ride
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| I’m a side
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| See the gleam in my eye
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| Out of bounce do or die
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| Leave that ass paralyzed
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| Complicated is my life
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| I’m an angel in the skies
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| Bald headed tatoos
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| Bullet wounds I’ll survive
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| Lucky nights
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| Pay the price
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| Shake you vatos like a dice
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| Yellow tape the crime scene
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| White chalk an ail life
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| Bodies cold yeah I know
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| Put a tango upon the toes
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| Zip em up and ship em out
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| And ese that was for the hore
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| You smashin then blastin
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| There askin what happened
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| I put my enemigas in the gravel
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| With a passion
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| Traspuso hay supo
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| Is what there gettin here
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| Il’ll be riding in the block
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| And I’ll be riding on the tear
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| Give a fuck I’m a nut
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| And I bang like a slut
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| Leave you bloody drippin wet
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| Handle like a gun times up
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| Now what eliminated coby dumb
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| Mr. Chino whittier trece
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| And ese that’s where I’m from
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| I’m A Ride
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| I’m A Shine
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| Just A Deadly Game Of Life
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| Fuus Trippin And I Try
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| I’m An Angel In Disguise
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| I’m A Bust Let It Thrust
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| Angel Dust Got Me Stuffed
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| Don’t Give A Fuck Where You From
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| And Ese That’s Just How It’s Done
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| East up g’d up
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| Homie not giving a fuck
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| Bangin my ride like a nut
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| Smoking skunk that’s wassup
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| Bandana across my face
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| Tryin see some blood spray
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| We could do some slug tray
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| If you think you can fade
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| I came to play I came to cay
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| Not trippin on L. A
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| Fucked it off in my gang
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| So I got the hood fame
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| Sewed it up til I die
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| I got litlle ones by my side
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| Porteges in my eye
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| Guns are teachers how to survive
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| Eliminated concentrating starts right here
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| It’s just a big SC
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| I’m from the city of Whittiers
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| Still bangin out loud
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| Puttin in enemigas and clowns
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| Abliberate your whole clika
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| When it’s time to get down
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| You see I roll when it’s mando
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| So you better go block
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| I tell the truth when I spit
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| Street knowledge all the time
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| Vatos run when they see me
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| Stop drop and roll
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| I’m like a fuego
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| Homies serio
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| Baby Jokes and Chino |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm A Ride Feat B.Jokes (Campo) , by - Wicked Minds. Song from the album Wicked Minds Box Set, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп