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he$h (edm) – feed the streets lyrics

[intro]
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[verse]
i gotta feed the streets, my pistol gon’ bleed the streets
ski mask on my face, sometimes you got to cheat
to stay ahead in this b+tch+ard (gang), drank syrup like it’s liquor
street life’ll have you catchin’ up to god quicker (yeah, gang)
sticker, ak+40 to your liver
let the chopper bang on you like a blood or a cripper (gang)
flipper, so much bread, i’m a gymnast
made so much money off of dummies, off of dummies (yeah, gang)
i gotta feed the streets, my pistol gon’ bleed the streets
ski mask on my face, sometimes you got to cheat
to stay ahead in this b+tch+ard (gang), drank syrup like it’s liquor
street life’ll have you catchin’ up to god quicker (yeah, gang)

[verse 2]
i’m mister body catcher, slaughter gang soul sn+tcher
ain’t no regular f+150, this a f+ckin’ raptor
no capper, street n+gga, not a rapper
chopper hit him and he turned into a booty clapper
smith & wesson, i’m 4l gang reppin’
we done baptized more n+ggas than the d+mn reverend (yeah)
kappa alpha, me and my gang, we do all the steppin’
who you checkin’?
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- heh edm lyrics

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