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daniel son (mc) – cigarellos lyrics

[talking]
what up my man giallo point
uk to toronto
brown bag money
daniel son, motherfuckas
yo
and i’m out for the dollar bills
what up

[verse 1 – daniel son]
yo i give a fuck how it look
quick to leave a coward shook
judge threw the book
but i dodged that shit
spread the illness
guarantee you caught that shit
a fresh ralph, had to cop that quick
make a trip to the corner store
gotta get a 9 dollar pack (asap!)
backwoods rolled precise, yo roger that
40 oz of malt liquor when i roll through the habitat
take a hit off the captain black’s
spark up the bleez
ladies asking where i get my trees
swear they undercover police, no speech
i keep it moving, spend my time listening
plotting, million dollar scheme envisioning
i break down the kush
roll it in the cigarello
and sip on the rolling rock like ralph cifaretto
my side chick rock the 6 inch stiletto’s
i been a rebel since the get-go
yo

[hook x2 – skuddy ranks]
real top shotta ting
guns have to squeeze
empty the magazine on the battlefield
hustle till we have a meal from them try figure out
say brown bag money stand alone

[verse 2 – daniel son]
i bend a corner in a european
serve the dope out the beamer with a senorita
they hit they veins, tryin to get the feeling
as long there’s pain there’s gonna be drug dealing
drop anybody that roll with em
cook up they flat
roaches in the air, they survive off the scr-ps
found em in the old ends
you can see me too i’m eatin food got no time for rodents
but you know i’m tryin to count up the cheese
all my enemies gonna fall like they autumn leaves
roaches got kids they tryin’ to feed
so i gotta make this money
committing these robberies

[hook x2 – skuddy ranks]
real top shotta ting
guns have to squeeze
empty the magazine on the battlefield
hustle till we have a meal from them try figure out
say brown bag money stand alone

- daniel son mc lyrics

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