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"pèrez - cloak[s.] lyrics

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verse 1:

b-tch you in the belly of the beast

feel the heat

souls deceased

forty thieves feet creep

b-tches bl–dy knees press concrete

doing donuts in the street

low pro

banana seat

pop wheelies round pot holes

and liquor stores with ebt

rolling rollie pollies

roaches in my cereal

smoke that dope

til’ you can’t hol it’

hot like stove and baking soda

c-ke rock to the tic tock

pop pills pop lock

bunny hop fences

marijuana in my tube sock

with the house slippers

40 deuce gloc

with the clip extension

common sense is

gone with the wind

feel the tension

b-tches sucking f-cking dodging ducking bullets

getting pimped on the strip for a pinch eon

come up missing

no religion

wild west keep a tek

and two shooters on deck

dennis rodman

scottie pippen

on that block

with that rod

never looked up to the stars cause we rob them

and that’s our motherf-cking problem

bridge:

that’s why n-gg-s can’t have sh-t

cause we afraid we ain’t gone be sh-t

teachers said we would’nt be sh-t

we done f-cked round and believed it

verse 2:

mama’s always p-ssed b-tching

scrubbing floors washing dishes

we ain’t even got a pot to p-ss in

i remember wishing that i live to see 25

homicide!

homicide!

oh lord!

don’t let my mama know that i ain’t living right

10 o’clock

friday nite

keisha house

in her kitchen

i remember chopping o’s

like uncle kenny

flipping shipping sh-t

get another shipment in

f-ck a pig

f-ck a opp

f-ck a cop

tryna stick me for my pigment

send 10 shots

split his biscuit

then we break bread

clear the block

good riddance

then i say my daily bread

counting bread

in the shoe box

hear two knocks

that’s either mama or the ooh wops

stash the gloc

put my cash back in the shoe box

mom dukes is asking when

im’a get a job

i tol’ her soon

as i left my room

with my

pistol c-cked

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