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• Artiste: Nasty C
• Titre: Rip
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RIP to my soldiers, time to summon them I wish my dawg could see the sun again Sometimes I wish I had left with some of them Drop down on my knees for they mom and them My eyes teary, I can’t even stand in front of them Drank a bucket of the Henny, now I’m numb again That’s how I deal with my troubles, I trouble them It’s hard to lose a real one when you’re one of them If I could bring you back, you know we’re goin’ dumb again Hard to deal with God’s timin’, shit is humblin’ Feet stumblin’, heart still crumblin’, ayy Feelin’ like my world been spun again I gotta represent, it’s time to turn it up Play some Supa Mega, turn thе fuck up Pockets gettin’ fatter, pockеts chunked up Merc trucked up, blicky tucked up Get touched up Got these niggas nervous Got these bitches star struck I know Kiernan probably had these bitches star struck, huh I know Riky probably had these bitches star struck, huh I know Jabba probably had these bitches star struck, huh I know Flabba probably had these bitches star struck, huh Pro Kid probably had these bitches star struck, huh I know Citi probably had these bitches star struck, huh Got ‘em star struck, yeah (Yeah, woah) (Yeah)