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mista frost - freestyle 94 lyrics

[intro]
(beatch)
(riding around with the top dance+)
(get high)
(get high)
(get high)
(get high)

[verse]
as i creep and i crawl
yellow tape on the wall
whos that? mack frost
gold chain, no cross
neighborhood psycho, no i’m not michael
lord like eastwood, riding in a bleepwood
yeah i’m packing still, in case you wanna get healed
step up
“what’s up” n+gga let’s be real
five years ago a n+gga put a gun to my head
i looked into his eyes and said
“i’m better off dead”
five years later here i am still alive
you ain’t seen sh+t ’til you’ve seen a man die
why must i sin? why must i grin?
no hesitation, i let the devil in
cold as life, without a doubt
i knocked a b+tch up, and blew her brains out
i guess you could say
that i ain’t right
but that’s what happens when h+ll beats street life
[outro]
(get high)
(get high)
(get high)
(get high)
(get high)
(get high)
(get high)
(get high)

- mista frost lyrics

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