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• Artiste: Wifisfuneral
• Titre: Front 2 Back Side 2 Side
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That hoe can hate me, but she need me Baby i'm still dead, i'm still not breathin' Ion' need the ten, I need that PT Posin' for the why i gotta stop it, pop it, okay now im geekin' [?] back to back wit' all my cane enable tip But I could never cross my brothers and my bloodline ain't no bitch I was crusin' through the six Hundred racks, Mary-Kate, Ashley, twins Red pill, blue pill, it feel too real, I was ripped right off the rip Left his soul out in the wind, I bet you never see him again Who that boy right there? A bitch I can feel my face numb Okay, that must be the drink talkin', I was in a great mood Now i'm still the same fuckin'- Drop it down like like that, damnit i know that you know that feelin' I just had it, quit the pеrcocet, do you feel me? Cuts on my wrist from the cuban whеn it's gleemin' hoe, hope you see it Pop the [?] Cuts on my wrist from the cuban when you see it, hope you see it Pop the [?] Front to back, side to side Two sticks in my system when i ride I just put a six inside my sprite now i feel crucified That boy claim he hate me, he know my music, he know every rhyme Hit it from the back, i'm breaking vertebrates, i'm in the spine Diamonds lucky charms, i'm lookin like lil' flip up in his prime These niggas fogazzi, when they talk, they always drop it down These niggas fogazzi, when they talk, they always drop it down Front to back, side to side Two sticks in my system when i ride I just put a six inside my sprite now i feel crucified That boy claim he hate me, he know my music, he know every rhyme Hit it from the back, i'm breaking vertebrates, i'm in the spine Diamonds lucky charms, i'm lookin like lil' flip up in his prime These niggas fogazzi, when they talk, they always drop it down These niggas fogazzi, when they talk, they always drop it down Yeah that hoe hate me, but she need me Baby i'm still talkin' to the dead no board no ouija Two pills got me lifted up Rest in peace to my nigga Paps, we used to ride around with the semi tucked By my agent, come and get you one (yeah) Fast track, i'm ridin' with a .45 Seein' all the blood in my eye Cut the real from the fake, no disguise And i poured up a 8, that's straight drop Okay, like claim me when it's smoke but i'm outside he don't see me I just put some tris inside my juice, it look like peach tea I just count these racks and smoke all ops, I do this weekly Car go zoom, bad bitch ooo, I need two, but don't sip 2's Me and my gang, we makin' all the rules And I gotta aim till the deadman shoot You couldn't walk inside of my shoes Enemies down, but it ain't nothin' new Front to back, side to side Two sticks in my system when i ride I just put a six inside my sprite now i feel crucified That boy claim he hate me, he know my music, he know every rhyme Hit it from the back, i'm breaking vertebrates, i'm in the spine Diamonds lucky charms, i'm lookin like lil' flip up in his prime These niggas fogazzi, when they talk, they always drop it down These niggas fogazzi, when they talk, they always drop it down Front to back, side to side Two sticks in my system when i ride I just put a six inside my sprite now i feel crucified That boy claim he hate me, he know my music, he know every rhyme Hit it from the back, i'm breaking vertebrates, i'm in the spine Diamonds lucky charms, i'm lookin like lil' flip up in his prime These niggas fogazzi, when they talk, they always drop it down These niggas fogazzi, when they talk, they always drop it down