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d3 da general - clear da air (tao anthem) lyrics

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screaming t a o when we creeping up that street
gotta have it on me i stay clutching on that heat
run a n+gga down knock a goofy off his feet
he couldn’t run away so he got hit up in his
seat

smoking on that miri he got left up on that fence
you told me watch my move and now you dead it don’t make sense
walking inna night can barely see it be so dense
now u jus memory cuz u got put up in past tence

miri, ace, and recla man yall stay up in ma wood
recla went out bad he got turnt into a hood
his dad is aslo gone mom was screamin how u could
u think i give a f+ck? cuz n+ggas stay dissing my blood

screaming tao when we creeping up that street
gotta have it on me i stay clutching on that heat
run a n+gga down knock a goofy off his feet
he couldn’t run away so he got hit up in his
seat

thе opps up on they block throw on yo hood and grab yo mask
n+ggas they be b+tchеs they be running like its track
if a n+gga wanna run dats another off the map
do his ass like ace and leave a n+gga on they back

run a opp n+gga down
lemme hear dat choppa sound
if u ain’t tao or g n g den move around
smoking on that mar how the f+ck that n+gga drown
miri lookin like a f+g with how he got hit with them rounds

n+gga they some hoes they ain’t claimin what they rep
whatcho gang choppa bang leave a n+gga mom at stress
t a o know how we coming leave da f+cking scene a mess
y u clamin dat u rich when yo belts be sayin guess

tao we come wit poles
u runnin thought u wanted smoke

a n+gga dead his homie fled n he got hit up in his throat
i keep it on me run up on me u get shot right threw da coat
what we finna smoke i have no clue lets take a vote

i ain’t f+ckin wit no pigs turn em in ta bacon
hit a n+gga in they sh+t get em harlem shakin
when we spin if it movin turn em to a patient
i said miri in dis blunt yk i hadda face it

i ain’t want no aunties sistas or cousins
put em ona stretcha
i got baily in dis blunt u finna have ta go n fetch ha
posted on dat block we applin pressure
you loosin h+lla n+ggas get yo sh+t together

screaming t a o when we creeping up that street
gotta have it on me i stay clutching on that heat
run a n+gga down knock a goofy off his feet
he couldn’t run away so he got hit up in his
seat

smoking on that miri he got left up on that fence
you told me watch my move and now you dead it don’t make sense
walking inna night can barely see it be so dense
now u jus memory cuz u got put up in past tence

- d3 da general lyrics

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