lud foe – concussions lyrics
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[intro]
gang
young street n+gga
young street n+gga
young street n+gga
gang (gang)
woah woah woah
[verse]
since i f+cked the game up, they tryna f+ck my name up
you call the police if you want, but you know they can’t tame us
my old hoes hate my new ways cause i came up
we’re old poles weak as new bodies b+tch we dangerous
my rich b+tch make a broke b+tch get a change up
we cut her up, left the paramedics picking brains up
we got the chain and we got the things get a change up
the white sh+t i searched for make the fiends veins blow up
i walk mad as my designer, i got mix matched route
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