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copywrite - yassin bey lyrics

this is fife six music, our homies h-t the death no homie get the roaf
i don’t run in a hundred miles like g on it, it’s only a fifty line
they gonna split the wine on me at the finish line homie
when it’s finish time topie will this h-tter mind blowing?
earth place in my first with the first tape but the nerve pop this
let’s work
his first words was’but the nerve pop this work
‘
does it exist see all is above of the government sh-t
my actions be at and be at my discovery sh-t
with my rappers problem
how blaze or watch and after mash and ask if possibly you can add and
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only in america you could find a way to earn and have a pocket full
and keep a att-tude not you self distruct
nine to his grill, he act arms like a act of p-ssy
i’m lying i just said they lying with that’s jus cush
some come focus on myself like a selfy
i’m feature on my ouwelf and pay a sefly
fose is froze cuz when the ‘
your staff is made from snake ‘
cuz we gotta pay with paper and give a f-ck about the hater
anywhere we move in major
yasiin bey
we won’t see more death
yasiin bey
we just ball a problem but this problem gotta discover
hands down, you won’t swing like a monogamas couple
all my thugs are bottle this ‘is hot as a bubble
b-tch out of this ‘.this pedal but that’s me
unexplainable sea, the ‘the on ethat aim, the one that’s pray nothng just to play with you
copywrite reincarnated, women p and all n-gg-
we just see it’s all readid
i don’t need to ball fake, rhymes got down
of course we stay stand , all my life i check out
paper of plastic i’ve making caskey
put your face in the sp-ce and back, get back in the car sh-t
cops are out dropping out, get teach on the high way
bust the duggles busting out, knock it out feathers on the mic
i keep hearin the same thing from everyone
everyone say i’m the game change in heave son
never done, splitting the fire to make a raven on e
won’t stop walking til i’m retired like raven on e
i’m to ‘on the med shop is worthless
put hands on the king and catch up on verses
cuz we have to get the paper
and give a f-ck about the hater
yasiin bey
anywhere we moving major
yasiin bey
we won’t say no words man
yasiin bey

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