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Exposed

FBG Duck

25.04.2014

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Tekst piosenki
Billionaire Black~ Look, Bang Bang That's My Shit 30 Shot Clip I Pop Shit Run Up On Billionaire You Catch Hot Shit Saying I Ain't Out Here Nigga Stop It Look, Nigga I'm Rolling Off A Duce Shout To Them Hittas Off Duce Run Up On Billion He'll Shoot You Expose Niggas Time To Tell The Truth Look, You Say Bo In The Streets Huh? I Ain't Never Seen Bo In The Streets Son Catch Brieana Like A Front Street Sign Run Up On Nigga Boom Boom She Done Riding Foreign But We Use To Ride Nissan You Niggas Broke 2/3 You Niggas Peon Choppar With Knife He Done You Niggas Get Played Out Like Rerun Duck Like Edai In The Eway Bitch His Head Up Sell It On Ebay We Be Racing For This Money Like A Relay I Can FUck A Main Bitch Any Day No Lacking In The Field Keep The Steel Smoking Dope To The Face Sour Dill A Lot Of You Rappers Ain't Real Def-Jam Hear You Gone Loose Yo Dill Look, 10 Toes Down In The Hood I Keeps Poles In The Damn Woods I Got A Pole On Me I Wish A Nigga Damn Would 100 Goons With A Nigga It's An Ambush We Sweep A Nigga Out The Whole Block Catch Johnny Make Him Run Cause He Thought It Was Funny Red Beam Nigga Open Up Yo Top Wasn't Trying To Get It Check Ho Clock Look, Off A Molly Probally Odee I Smoke OG By Oz Niggas Talking They Don't Really Know Me There Go Bitch Then Fuck Nigga Show Me Let Me Go back To The Old Me Cause I Use To Keep In Them Toaster Hit A Nigga With The Kobra And Froze Him Fuck Nigga Exposer FBG Duck Johnny Say My Name, Now I Think Its Time To Murk His Ass Have My Shooter Lurked For His Ass Late Night Trying To T-Shirt His Ass Slide Up And My Bitch With Me Got The 30 Stuck In Her Burken Bag Niggas Going Better But Its Hurt To Say It Fuck I Cain't Black Herse His Ass Why The Fuck Is They Playing These Games With Me And They Know These 30 Shots Hang With Me They Bitches They Not Who They Claim To Be I'm On That You Look Like A Stain To Me Opps Know Its Not A Thing For Me I Got Shooters That'll Make It Rain For Me I Remain To be ST. Lawrence Cause Them Niggas Did Everything For Me You Said I Was Nobody To Play With Big Ass Gun I Stay With Brie Think It's Jack Time But Whole Time That Lack Time Jack Boys Might Rap About Guns But Never Spray Shit Brie A Bitch Ain't Shoot Shit And Travis Be On A Lot Of Hating Shit Remeber When We Drove By S. May, It Was Five OF Us And We Were And Yo Face U ain't say or do shit If You Sneak Diss And We Caught Yall, Yall Would Of Saw About A Hunna Round Nigga You Can Loose Yo Life Diss Week I See Yall Think This Shit Sweet I Ride Down May And See No One This SHit Starting To Get Week John Say Man Down On St. Lawrence Boy DOn't Get Yo Ass Smoked Tweaking On Ganja And I Will Let You Meet That Lama Shout To Them Hittas R.I.P To Jack Boyz
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