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ts cold twin do more shit like this

Spotify need to be on here

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yo where’s everybody killers benji blue bill

whered ur acc go

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ALRIGHT OKK....AHHHHHHUHHQAHH

“He wanna shoot that switch gimme that bih imma let do what it do”🗣️🔥🔥🔥

But you've gotta stay here until you die Without a mother, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (Tony Coles) Don't even have a father (ayy, let this shit ride, Ton') Gotta take care of shit that you love, even though it might hurt All the shit I done did for my city, these niggas still cover my name with the dirt None of this shit was easy or free, all this shit I got, swear it came off of the work It was days I would hide out and lurk on a nigga, just tryna come up for a shirt They don't know 'bout 'em nights I was hurtin' (nobody knows) Tried to work, but that shit wasn't workin' (mm, no, no, no) They don't know 'bout 'em nights I was parked in the car (all the trouble I've seen) Tryna sleep, and they can't traverse it (nobody knows) Hit 'em licks 'til them niggas wouldn't serve me (nobody knows) Tote them sticks even if they was dirty (mm, no, no) I never forget that lil' silver revolver (all the sorrow) I shot that lil' bitch with a purpose (mm, no, no) Looked at God every night like He cursed me (nobody knows) Quick to crash so that celly, deserved it (mm, no, no) Got out on a mission, it's time to start flippin' 'em pages of life (all the trouble I've seen) Never know when they turnin' (nobody knows) Now I'm turnt and I own on my earnest (nobody knows) Got a son and a daughter they perfect (mm, no, no) And don't want for shit, my son ain't even six (all the sorrow) And that nigga got more than you niggas that served (no) Love this live, I ain't gotta go purgin', but they keep fuckin 'round, and we swervin' How the fuck can you hate on a nigga that's winnin', and know that he really deserve it? Independent, ain't ask for no service, got this shit out the mud with a purp' God can take me right now, don't be sad, nigga pop it, get racks pour a six of that syrup, take care Quick to crash so that celly, deserved it (all the trouble I've seen) (Nobody know, nobody knows) got out on a mission (mm, no, no) Time to start flippin' 'em pages of life (all the sorrow), never know when they turnin', take care Nobody knows (mm, no, no, no) All the trouble I've seen (nobody knows) Nobody knows (mm, no, no)

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This shi hard 🔥🔥🔥🔥

ts so good💯🫡🫡 especially that intro wtf😭

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This too hard🔥. Lowkey like this more than original

Bout to speed this up since they deleted it

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Rice street built 😂😂 gotta be a lingo

Big za🤓

Perfection tyyy

The song to play if you feelin dihmonatical 😢💔

What happen to all lil Dre slowed shi

Dis hard fr

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He killed a female? At McDonald's? I never heard this. 0:55

ts hard

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Thank you sm 4 this gang 🙏🔥

Drop fight who slowed bro bro plz💯

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On Pete dis da hardest L5 song bruh

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Come on, come on, let's go Uh, see an opp and I swing my door Back on the drank, I just poured a four Said I was fine, but the pain still show OD on them Xans or the drank, I don't know Demons in me, I done lost my soul Talk to the reaper whenever he home Dyin' inside, I just wanna be gone Don't wanna talk, DND my phone Suicidal thoughts runnin' through my dome Probably gon' die in a murder zone You ain't gotta cry, be glad I'm gone Home just ain't been feelin' like home Some shit hurt me deep, won't say in the song Fuck all the opps, we'll never get along If the city want me dead, and I'm all on my own Uh, come on, come on, let's go Shoot at the ground if he fall on the floor I'm the one to push up if they give me a lo' Make me a nigga a pack and a post We turn niggas to Casper, we make 'em a ghost Buzz in the trap gettin' high, he blow Watchin' these cars while I drive on the road Shottas outside while I'm goin' to court Lost my girl, I ain't stuntin' these hoes Murderin' opps and achievin' my goals Tryna maintain, but the pain won't go Lost in the streets, so the streets where I roam Tryna stay high to kill time, but it don't On three different drugs, ain't feelin' too strong Ain't thinkin' too clear, my head ain't on Prayed it get better, should've known it won't Gone on molly, quit sniffin' that dope Sip codeine, runnin' low on hope OD on that lean, be surprised if I don't All alone in my room sheddin' tears, writin' notes Talked to my nana, she helpin' me cope She say I'm a star, waitin' for me to blow Traumatized from my past, that's some shit she don't know Only care what she think 'cause I love her the most Uh, come on, come on, let's go I'm the one to hop out, bail out, blew on my pole Rode for my dogs, name a time I ain't rode Stood on all ten in the smoke, I ain't fold Can't be sad, this the life I chose Won't beg you to stay, but you ain't gotta go Time after time, could've died, Lord knows Lost Boog, lost Tiy, my pain still grow Amiri my jeans, spent racks on a coat Tryna fuck with my opps, you get put in that boat Tell me I'm chosen, don't say I'm the GOAT I was misled when I jumped off the porch I was 14 on the block tryna float Youngest on the block, ask bro, still totin' Last nigga caught 'cause he ran too slow Talk of the town, niggas hatin' and I know Uh, come on, come on, let's go Kickin' shit with the reaper, he listen, I spoke Still pick up for Jizzle, we doin' the jokes In a car with lil' Yai, catch a face and he smoke Out searchin' for blood, he gon' die if he loaf Just like a pool, we leave opp niggas soaked Roll up an opp, then gas we smoke Go to jail and make bond, opps can't 'cause they broke We catch an opp, then we uppin' the score Few niggas died, I gotta kill a few more See pictures of Boog and I get in that mode Stand over an opp with a smile, heart cold I ain't pick up the phone 'cause I left it at home Don't even call, you ain't know what I'm on Promotin' the violence, type shit we condone I don't need 'em at all, fuck 'em all, I be gone Uh, I be gone, gone, gone Tell Boog that I'm on my way Uh, I'm on my way, brother, I'm on my way Uh, brother, uh, uh-uh Uh, come on, come on, let's go Uh, see an opp and I swing my door Back on the drank, I just poured a four Said I was fine, but the pain still show OD on them Xans or the drank, I don't know Demons in me, I done lost my soul Talk to the reaper whenever he home Dyin' inside, I just wanna be gone Don't wanna talk, DND my phone Suicidal thoughts runnin' through my dome Probably gon' die in a murder zone You ain't gotta cry, be glad I'm gone Home just ain't been feelin' like home Some shit hurt me deep, won't say in the song Fuck all the opps, we'll never get along Fuck the city, want me dead, and I'm all on my own Uh, come on, come on, let's go

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Been looking for this album. Id understand why he removed the original album. This will have to do until……

this hard 😂💯

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who the producer

Nvm Mine dis Audi

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Brooklyn NY RIP DJ Screw

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