french montana – haaan lyrics
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[verse 1]
i’m the voice of them killers, turn dope into millions
get hung with a rope from the ceilin’
where i’m from they’re either smoking or dealing
price of life so cheap, 100 deep with c-ke in the villa
ol’ n-gg-s keep talking bout the rules to the streets
baby home crying, they ain’t got no food to eat
all that stress got ya losing sleep
n-gg- on the grind, same clothes, same shoes fo’ weeks
and everythin’ ya got, ya pay the price fo’ it
yelling boy, squeeze, put yo brains on a night flo’
back against the wall, gotta fight fo’ it
they giving less time fo’ murder than a white rock
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