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andrew kelley - drunk tongue lyrics

homicide city sh-t
homicide city sh-t
yeah, yeah homicide

you see the neck lit, fist glitten
chain dripping, lane shifting
riding dirty, dirty
got that thing, know i stay gripping
facing life with it or without it. b-tch, it’s same difference
lames dripping, if it’s day or night i’mma bang with it
situation’s sicking, n-gg-‘s broke and they can’t fix it
dough is all i know, so if you slip it then i can’t miss it.
ain’t mention sin and broke n-gg-s in the same sentence
got the game twisted, mane listen
say pimpin, what you pushin?
product pumping like a piston
hardly getting by
or probably getting high off what you pitching
while we sitting fly tryin’ keep it simplified
moving like we semper fi
my n-gg-s is born to ride, y’all n-gg-s get sent to die
all you do is mention i, general exemplify
sin city been gritty, 10-city enterprise
about to make it 25, utilize my witty mind
to improvise my goal to reach the
all-time city high
you don’t want the semi flying nine at your hemi fine
all you gotta do is send me time you got plenty time
mad cause my ones up
and scared cause my guns bust
god’s mind is divine, i’ll shine on you dumbf-cks
sin never dumb struck
dram’in on the ? pumps on any man in the face
and like sanitation dump trucks
dodge magnum ? big enough to slug ?
bubble b-tts job off of the couch and double dutch
glock in a double clutch
you don’t want no trouble, trust
rug cutter you’re jugular
promise you your blood’ll gush
dead smack in front of us
get clap dead you front on us
you back, ledge
you rats feds can’t front on us
stack bread like wonder
from the winter til the summer come
upgrade to made, that’s when the benz’s and the hummers come
i ain’t want a hummer stunt,
act well, i stack well,
like maxwell n-gg-r trying to do a little something, something.

you’ve already destroyed it!
no need to kill it!
you think he’ll let me abuse you with a gun?!
not a chance.
in this world, the man who holds the gun wins!
the real bad guy’s using my way,
and he’s got a gun.
so don’t blame me, all right?
it’s what you’ve got.

- andrew kelley lyrics

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