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havoc prodeje - endo glide lyrics

[havoc]
yeah this is some of that laid back prodigal g-funk for the 9-4
with a havocal twist
i got a sack of orange
i’m finna take me a ????? and be like ????

[prodeje]
taa-dow, back up in your -ss for the fourth time
mill. 9’s carry crimes from the waistline
knee deep in that sh-t that you like to call a gangsta
diggin’ in your brains if i bring the
flow to your door, can i come on in?
kick my game in yo’ ear, do you hear?
shall we spend – time in my coup, hittin’ dips and blocks
as they nod g-funk from the bucks that rocks
endo – i spill it till you feel it, big baby
from the hood where the sh-t gets crazy
and never sweatin’, suckers i gaffle
you thought me ???? but yo, i never felt a baffle
to the break of dawn, till the twilight midnight
everywhere i go i keep my g tight
and if the east side g’s understand this
i know the west side g’s comprehend this

[lv: chorus]

eastside, westside, g-slide
don’t stress i’m that n-gg- with the endo glide
eastside, westside, g-slide
ah, yeah right…

[young prod]
one, two, three as i creep down your block (low-low)
don’t slip cause i’m strapped with this g-sh-t
lil’ knucklehead with the 9 over his waistline
wicked, i get it into more sh-t than pigeon
i did my g-slide in, on the eastside in
n-gg-s never stress young prod when i’m ridin’
ruffneck sh-t
n-gg- don’t you want to touch this gangsta funk when i b-mp this legit
don’t get it twisted
n-gg- but you missed it
flippin’ to the zone if young prod ain’t got ?????
ride boy makin’ come down now
just a little touch of this g-sh-t i found

[chorus]

[bl–dy meat]
before i chill in the streets grab my heat still 187 bl–dy m-e-a-t
mr. west to the s-i-d-e ride
and remember me fool westside pimpin’ slide
i bust that sh-t on south central cartel’s first c-d
now who the f-ck i be be
g with the z-i-g-z-a-g stick’em
i bust a ????? bullet as i hit as i jack ’em
n-u-t’z n-gg-s conceive
west to the side make your hoes say: please!
suck my d-ck b-tch trick don’t tease
when i’m done, grab my ki’s, shake this spot like a p-i-m-p
headed for my h-o-o-d hit ????? liquor sto’ for the hennessy
before i lounge in the streets grab my heat
still 187 bl–dy m-e-a-t in the street

[chorus]

- havoc prodeje lyrics

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