| El Chupacabruh, where did you find him?
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| Smokin' that fungus and plenty is hotter
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| This ain’t the type that you see all the time
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| Killing niggas ain’t a regular life
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| El Chupacabruh, where did you find him?
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| Smokin' that fungus and plenty is hotter
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| This ain’t the type that you see all the time
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| Killing niggas ain’t a regular life
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| Looperz run up beat called El Chupacabruh
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| Smokin' that ganja, my beans mustard
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| They like the kind that be conscious, it just dawned on me
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| I can’t die til they all do, it just dawned on me
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| All on point like archery, close my eyes niggas change like the fall leaves
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| Why seasonal? |
| I’m stalling, to put a hole in your flow
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| Out of line then they all see, back to the dark scene
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| The gremlins is sparking, I feel be-longings
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| The streets is haunted, seen thoughts, she authorized me
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| To paint a vivid scenery, spooky as she wanted me
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| «Go to sleep girl,» she boo-hooing on my shoulder, she all on me
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| She know what it is, I treat and I heat greenery
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| El Chupacabruh, where did you find him?
|
| Smokin' that fungus and plenty is hotter
|
| This ain’t the type that you see all the time
|
| Killing niggas ain’t a regular life
|
| El Chupacabruh, where did you find him?
|
| Smokin' that fungus and plenty is hotter
|
| This ain’t the type that you see all the time
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| Killing niggas ain’t a regular life
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| Now if you can’t understand, you ain’t resharded, bitch you stupid
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| You suck like pretty nipples and juicy coochies
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| Loopz I come back around seconds, seconds, Y’all the buffet
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| Ain’t for the play play, slaying cats like chinks
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| Born to win? |
| Fuck you mean? |
| Scorn the ops they all t’d
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| Tops they all can do is hate on me
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| Blatantly make a disarray on faces they can’t see
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| Too low key, Matrix, Matrix, Keanu Reeves
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| Dim the lights, she drunken like a monkey
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| Fuck with me cause I keep it funky
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| El Chupacabruh, where did you find him?
|
| Smokin' that fungus and plenty is hotter
|
| This ain’t the type that you see all the time
|
| Killing niggas ain’t a regular life
|
| El Chupacabruh, where did you find him?
|
| Smokin' that fungus and plenty is hotter
|
| This ain’t the type that you see all the time
|
| Killing niggas ain’t a regular life |