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gashi - laughing lyrics

[intro]
very well
where do i begin?

[verse 1]
getting stoned as i trash some beats
gave my pillow some dome really trying catch some sleep
cause like a blind man its the only time i see … my dreams…lights beam…my cream..my queen my din…
i just gotta get it man f-ck trying these haters get one timed…
for having the thought of crossing the line
i’m from the streets of brooklyn run a train on your dime
blow ya brains out to make sure you never mind
i bag ya b-tch in sweats kid suck her left t-t
don’t stop b-tch give me all that nesquick
driving that x6
stuntin on my ex chicks
rollin with the fresh clique
peep the way we dress kid
can’t be broke when you picky live in nyc
and roll with a bunch of brittney’s
that like to do lots of lindsey
keep that p-ssy wet like w-lly
got more stones than a f-cked up kidney
said they wasn’t f-ckin’ with me
feel like dirt the way they dig me

[hook]
they tried to put me down
they tried to put me down
i’m laughing at you now, yeah
i’m laughing at you now
i’m laughing at you now
i’m laughing at you now
oh ahh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

[verse 2]
i’m from the brook where ain’t n0body shook
start to bleed if you p-ss
take you out like they can’t cook
wasn’t a fisherman but always had a hook
as soon as they get out of line
get flipped like a page in the book
remember days with no bread
and i was feeling so stressed
summer time ballin’ like the homie ron artest
ball on deck pool color new garnets
ain’t n0body gave a d-mn about the way i dressed
now everybody a reefer head
everybody a sneaker head
forget what mohammed and jesus said
god is what they call they bread
stuck in the hood like gum on desk
kids walking around possessed
tattooing they face and head
trying to follow every trend
like a meter on a sunday this sh-t just make no sense
if you frail and p-ssy homie we cannot be friends
blame the liquor for flying crooked that just means you bent
i got no love for those who kiss -ss and suck d-ck for that check

[outro]
they want to know where i’m from where i’m from
what school did i go to
what hood i grew up in
and why and who what and where and a how
let me show you the places i’m talking about

- gashi lyrics

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