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bradstevens2890 - six lyrics

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[hook: davajeya fomentar]
take six punches and you in crip, inspired by gangs and false friendships hang yo flag on the left end and mark yo red clothes wit x’s you go roll this blunt and you go smoke this blunt and if i tell a mission then i expect to get it wit no hesitation and ain’t no acting p-ssy cause n-gga we go ride my n-gga homicide a n-gga…only if i’m feeling brave, i won’t see another day, if momma finds out that i bang, and contemplating hitting stains

[verse: true $w-nk]
woke up like f-ck god gotta solve my problems on my own 13 years old sipping on patron getting lifted off that grown spliff never sold a brick but i held a pound of it life is, kinda different visions missing vibes holding blood in my hand it was red colored none smothered on my life in this hole where the dark is demons on my side telling me to do wrong i never knew what was right as a man till my pops came home now it’s all about plans either the pin or the graveyard no stevie no see me no ray charles coming from where n-ggas sip that oe and clutching on a baby nine i survive you go rob the kn-b reminiscing about those days the broke days mama had the c0ke and daddy had the pounds of marijuana for the low days it’s low pasting as i paste this list you know that gang gang sh-t we on that ak sh-t 47 leave a n-gga dead and stanking and my tee stay stainless cause my n-ggas go ride tonight homicide on my mother f-ckin mind tonight what’s faith when it’s time for the rent momma stressing so my daddy fresh out of the pin you go die for your pride or live for your sin

[verse: davajeya fomentar]
it was 8th grade had a temp fade with a blue flag in my pocket a small l1ck for a quick buck or a quick f-ck was my hobby run yo sh-t n-gga whats yo set n-gga who yo g and n-gga who you be, jansport on my back with no work in it unless i’m making a sale avoid seeing a cell or getting read my rights or bunk bedding tonight i hit a cleveland owens before i sleep in the orange. jabos out the closets tie my red and black and 1s, i was at sama taking free shots and 1, it came with a side of vomid and some homage a little popularity clarity oh i’m honored. i’m unfamiliar with nina’s hollows to your body we usually take a group of feet and make ya bleed then laugh at go brag at it to feel established another riot in the hallway what would the boss say. rep yo sh-t loud and clear where you from lemme hear, put yo sign in the air, west side ride we in here

[hook: davajeya fomentar]
take six punches and you in crip, inspired by gangs and false friendships hang yo flag on the left end and mark yo red clothes wit x’s you go roll this blunt and you go smoke this blunt and if i tell a mission then i expect to get it wit no hesitation and ain’t no acting p-ssy cause n-gga we go ride my n-gga homicide a n-gga…only if i’m feeling brave, i won’t see another day, if momma finds out that i bang, and contemplating hitting stains



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