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eastside reup – 2 fa 5 lyrics

[intro]
boy, kronos go crazy every time
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[verse 1: eastside reup]
ay, we don’t play no games, we get all that
top side made them fiends take a dog nap
i’m a chemist with this sh+t i got it dog wrapped
no this ain’t no fabrication, this sh+t all facts

skuba that’s my brother so i’m riding with him
if it’s a problem we come sliding with them choppa’s with em
i got these p’s on the floor, come get em and slide
this that alex twenty nine, get two for five

it’s dinner time, we got chickens in the kitchen
i get paid to talk sh+t, and they gone listen
and i’ll bring it to your door for that tickеt
and that dope still hit hard after i whipped it n+gga

i got work on thе floor, i won’t miss it
they trippin, if they thought a n+gga wasn’t gone miss em
and i’ll get a n+gga gone, they won’t miss him
that baggy just did a turnaround and i went missing, n+gga

[verse 2: sada baby]
i just did an interview with no censor, aye
say your b+tch to suck the d+ck and i miss her, aye
wonder if the same lips on her sister, aye
pulled the pistol on that b+tch and he kissed her, aye
thirty on me, like rest in peace to mista, aye
remember when he pressed lucky, took that sh+t in his face
zeke was right there, like “d+mn, this young n+gga don’t play”
made him come up out them extra bands, sent him on his way

boy, i speak the truth boy
since my chipped tooth, boy
foreign gym shoes, boy
knock yo sh+t loose, boy
yo b+tch been loose, boy
i just stuffed a thousand pack in her caboose, boy (huh)

me and reup from the east side, ain’t we
p+ssy n+gga, it’s the east side, ain’t it
one wood, that’s a three five, ain’t it
? buffed up that’s my, baby

unk dropped the load off in his pickup
holo knock a n+gga off, this a stick+up
up that forty on your dog, watch him b+tch up
? like his old dog, f+ck this b+tch up

got my eater round too, got my heater round too
better not leave her alone with me, p+ssy n+gga wrong move
you’s a f+ggot ass n+gga like to wong foo
drop two tall n+gga’s with two tall tools
[outro: eastside reup]
ay, we don’t play no games, we get all that
top side made them fiends take a dog nap
i’m a chemist with this sh+t i got it dog wrapped
no this ain’t no fabrication, this sh+t all facts

- eastside reup lyrics

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