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mover – weed pack lyrics

[mover]

rallies at my door there was two up at the front three up at the back n-gg- free up all my akhs all wrongly accused
got me lighting up this zoot like donny man is long for the 2s
back to the story, it’s like the feds got something in for me
i pushing something in geezers for coughing up stories
and cheese was my nigg he was certy with the stick now im hearing that hes certainly a snitch
see the roads mad
i’ve robbed n-gg-s getting lined by their own fam
but it’s the roads b and anything goes
i’ve gotta leng man in feminine clothes
i’ve had church girls holding my beater, geezer it’s real life out your speakers
feds want me in jail on the yard, they don’t wanna see me make it past winter
they even plotted sh-lls in my yard, i wasn’t in so they nicked my little sister
they took my whip too i told them they could keep that
itching for a burner
they didn’t even touch a weed pack x2

took em back, faces double 0 nine when we didn’t even rave we was the trouble outside
young little savages with hearts like carragher’s
sn-tching ap’s couldn’t give a r-ss about cameras
my hearts where the hammer is, from old school
hammers local like n-ble
yeah hammers old school it don’t beat off
the snub nose ting gets vocal
aunty, you can’t even blame man, been around f-cked youtes since playground
been around them same youtes since way back from when we used to shove socks in the air max
from the just do it bags to huaraches you ain’t gotta ask me its been the same army
just paid now, bagging 36 to some blade brown beige brown white boy raps like 8 miles
sitting with the cutie… blowing through the city

- mover lyrics

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