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sugarhill tj - sweepersk pt 2 lyrics

on the 9, whats the vibes
bend thru’ the 3rd, tryna do ’em like fries
he got packed, so we smokin’ they guys
if they smokin’ on notti they all gotta die
ebk, i’ma cl!ck on a blazer
give a f+ck, my [?] never change up
i spin that block where they yell out what’s gangsta
try to run and be up on that raiser
face shot, watch them bullets rearrange him
hollows hit him, got him harlem shakin’
i ain’t sleeze, if i want i take it
she kinky, tryna get naked
she let me f+ck, i don’t know what her name is
kyle g got left on the pavement
everybody wanna do what i do, but you can’t walk a mile in my shoes
i pop me a yellow, ended up in drew
how you ridin’ for me actin’ fool
n+ggas mad i don’t lack
[?] i told kya to wet her up

where they at? i’m tryna blitz
everything dead when we spinnin’ mitch
why zah keep sayin’ bro names?
charlie, x, that’s a new strain
word to bro n+ggas got me on hots
call up ty, he throw shots out to sha
and we smokin’ kyle g, got put in a box
ebk n+gga every opp shot
he cannot run cause we shootin’ his back
spin the nick, tryna fl!ck on a makk
franky, [?], ratty, packed
why sb mentionin’ bro?
[?] died he went out wit’ no pole, diddy died, he got sent to the lord
choppa soft, used to go the store
first off i’ma start it like this, sbk tell them n+ggas come spin
franky died he got turned to a spliff
free the bros, n+ggas know what we did
don’t try to run, got the drop to your crib
i’ma knock on that door
peep hole, i’ma throw like 4
call up tj not showin’ remorse
aight, bet
reese what we doin’?
got the addy, bad b+tch she gon’ loot it

throwin’ shots tryna break us a broomstick
gpop died, he got put on a news clip

dump the clip, then i got me

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