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Work

Wacko

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Tekst piosenki
{INTRO} {VERSE 1} Heat under my seat (twacked) Paranoid gotta stare around Hot boxing that whip (smokey) Loud reakin' gotta air it out And in the 8 i run it (tell em) Kingpin but no paramount If i get the chance ima kill it (what u gone do) Homie ima tear it down You got me fucked up don't get confused Don't run ya mouth with your shit twisted I get up in your bitch (fisted) White dick but no limp biscuit I live putting in work i die putting in work I ride putting in work i built my life off of this dirt So i don't give a fuck bout the new shit Bones snapping like tooth picks Ass is almost too thick for me all i know is im too sick And im ruthless to that backside dick similar to that crack high After party is cracking (how u liven?) I'm liven that fast life And im out late no curfew she pop one i burn 2 I smell like her perfume my girl friend gone learn who Gotta fat blunt of blue dream trunk fulla dat a1 yola Tell your homies you got the hook But go by the book and don't say i told ya Fuck around and get merced wannabe get ya head blown You walkin in to my dead zone ill swoop up on yo redbone She ridden it and she loving it she poplin it for that drug use And god forbid the day u slip and i gotta let this slug loose {CHORUS X2} I live putting in work i die putting in work I ride putting in work i built my life offa this dirt {VERSE 2} 17 years young damn straight already killin shit Rap game my puppet (japedo) ima lyrical ventriloquist Middle fingers to the haters Shout out to my dogs that are down for the cause Hear them guns clapping? (what about em?) I call that shit a round of applause Im makin money no time for games rollin out on that thizzle ex Streets floodin with crystal meth so no wonder my pistol flex But i live my life and it ain't the best Im on a mission can't take a breath Im hella dope don't break ya neck I sell the most and blaze the rest Abouta rack mills (that real) take a steel bat get ya cap peeled Get outta here wit yo whack deals You don't sound tight and u lack skills Got fat wheels and flat paint (what u whippin?) im whipping that chevrolet I don't always work but when i do i work it everyday {CHORUS X2}
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