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dark lo - alleyway piss lyrics

[dark lo: verse 1]
probably posted in a two-seater
got your baby mother with me she a true eater
i was out chiraq, i had two heaters
my young’uns apes down in philly i’m the zookeeper
school of hard knocks i’m the new teacher
i do a background check then i do a feature
n-ggas claim they run the city but we never see ya
broad day, headshot, wouldn’t wanna be ya
then i pull off laughing
cheap money sh-t, it’s the obh captain
ron harvey sh-t, long clip, no lackin’
i think i made fourty last month, no trappin’
that’s pretty good for a half not
not to mention i had to close down my last spot
(why lo?)
cause the cops kept raiding
bodies kept dropping relocated at the days inn
i did four, i make them pay for all them days in
and she a wh0r-, why you got that b-tch laid in
you caught feelings
caught him in his crib, blew his brains on the ceilin’
now that n-gga chilling
life was a movie i’m the villian
rob a n-gga, if he moving i’ma k!ll him
that was back in my broke days
no money, at the table bagging soaked daze
in and out the county, whack game, old j’s
north philly n-gga, big beard, low face
north philly n-gga, shoot you down, no face
(we ain’t fightin’)
beat by v don, clip on rewind
y’all n-ggas on freak time
i like to say king of pressure on my free time
ab on his way home i swear it, free slime
no gang sh-t, i show you how this g’ shine
obh lifestyle if i shine, he shine
make me call goonie gang shooter
point him out, he’ll do you
shoutout c-lo and moolaz
it should say a thousand-eight on the ruler
hit a l1ck then manouver
lil’ chick smoking hookah
paperwork you will sing it like future
hit his shirt put a [?] medusa
i’m just blowing haze heavily
maze and franklin beverly, bangin’ like the seventies
i’m a f-cking goon, n-gga that’s forever me
n-ggas rapping ’bout this sh-t but you can never be
i’m drinking sixty year old wine, me and mel b
i pray to god i make it through this year jail free
smell me, what the f-ck is n-gga tellin’ me
i’m just drawn all stupid like i’m ld
four pound i’ll shoot it, never fail me
lame or a sucka n-gga, never felt me
50 .cal thirty-six ways belt free

[dark lo: outro]
told these n-ggas, n-ggas ain’t f-cking with me man. ha goon, told these n-ggas

- dark lo lyrics

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