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kiree 3600 - paul bearer lyrics

i got the jays waking up early
watch them b+tches they’ll do you dirty
state to state with the loads i’m working
play crazy need a paul bearer
smoking dope got da wheel burning
never hate, n+gga wait your turn
it ain’t what you take boy it’s about what you earn
and you better wait it out
them claims dropped, gotta fill it out
it ain’t sh+t left for to talk about
i ran it up out my momma house
i need a crib like obama house
i’m having paper no running out
aye
work in n+gga, place your order
i bag of the p by the half or the quarter

spoil her, i treat b+tch like my daughter
i’m in va but da plug stay in georgia
if the neck right gotta record her
b+tch i’m the voicе like tom joyner
off the dopе you can smell the aroma
zaza, put your ass in a coma
b+tch i’m up, i’ma stoner
your b+tch gone eat up this b+n+r
stick in the bag, beat a b+tch like broner
ek just pass me the d+mn jay
these n+ggas be capping they d+mn g+y
i’m with lil mace put the work in the ashtray
these n+ggas think that they past me
but these n+ggas really in last place
i’m with breezo from the 4
don’t go to the doctor just pour me a 4
she ain’t sucking d+ck the b+tch gotta go
3 6 to lit but they already know
i sold him soap but he brought cash for some dope
i’m in the club all white like the pope
got b+tches waiting yeah they stand by the door
steady talking about zips but i knew he was poor
i can’t hang with n+ggas, i can’t do it no more
these n+ggas ain’t really too fluent no more
you shot the n+gga why you do it so close?
d+mn i got blood on my fazos
i’ma make the boy dance with this draco
got a real deal plug out in clayco
if you make the wrong move then the case closed
boy you better not do it
i’m with a lil wop like oh let’s do it
and i’m sipping wock got too much fluid
b+tch on my d+ck because she like my music
i make the sprite change colors polluted
n+gga street cred gone, gotta renew it
i got to stick on, know ima use it
i got to stick on, know i’m a shooter
i got the jays waking up early
watch them b+tches they’ll do you dirty
state to state with the loads i’m working
play crazy need a paul bearer
smoking dope got the wheel burning
never hate, n+gga wait your turn
it ain’t what you take boy it’s about what you earn
and you better wait it out
them claims dropped, gotta fill it out
it ain’t sh+t left for to talk about
i ran it up out my momma house
i need a crib like obama house
i’m having paper no running out
aye
work in n+gga, place your order
i bag of the p by the half or the quarter

let’s f+ckin do it

- kiree 3600 lyrics

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