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thai tres - care bear lyrics

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rude riff:
to your various compound
i’ll be tippin’ through the darkness
i’m certain, this be the right one son
every day it’s an impression of atlas
my name is nine, recognize, remember you’re too tender
to all them n#ggas in my m#th#f#ckin cl!ck thats b#tt
ignorance is bliss, why they k!lling people for?
layin’ hats the same place they do their felonies at
all you see is champagne, never juice or punch
and f#ck with bugged out cats who mix kush with raw
the sh#t they ass when the black glass hollowtips hissed
he got the safe in the bas#m#nt under the cemented floor
for sh#tly, you know where i’m at, my n#gga, hit me
i surrender all to you if you surrender back
my n#gga pep nitty put game in my ear
stand in the back and ready, attack
players get chose, you knew it all along
get rich mode, get drunk hit a b#tch mode
do whatever i got to do to stay alive
and then invites me to her humble abode
ayo, everybody and they momma wanna rhyme
sh#t, i don’t do much
smellin like i ran over i skunk
let’s take mc such#and#such
put the key in the ignition friction sparks my transmission
i’m known for leaving n#ggas bleeding eternally sleepin
i’m the father of anything that’s been done before

mic check:
catch me on the weekend, black jeep creepin
and wait for what go around to come around
spending stacks fin to pop these tags
this that sh#t, this that sh#t…
you so remarkable, you are worrying, shopping for handbags
actually i say it’s because i ain’t from here
yo, ticket to ride, the white crime, highway
n#gga did i mention, swag house n#gga
you’ll call me silk, ’til my dyin day
you guys are true originators of styles
young don n#gga, fat rat n#gga
anywhere anytime boy i don’t fight fair
most of my n#ggas nice with the trigga
you say you’ve got problems
n#gga, just f#ck with your little n#gga
f#ckin’ up the count in my sheep
i can’t afford bigger, how ya’ figga’
not with a noose in an apple tree
you friends with chevy, not me
it’s as plain as that, word up
do you know who the f#ck i be?
but i’m a keep rolling, ant banks and me
but i don’t think so, cause i’m just loco
had to jump on the train, cost me half a grand
go back to that b#tch you left me for years ago
you don’t know, where you from
in school my teachers blinded me
i’m feeling that i will die
drugged#up with reality tv
your hoe wants d#ck or more
i’m calling out your feminine strut

masta double d:
don’t g#ngb#ng, i’m still bangin out these heaters
mother f#cker say what?
i like that sh#t
it’s only a dream
from elbows got bank rolls
are you driven by self#esteem?
i know everything going to be alright
you don’t even know what ‘more times’ means!
cause i’m a stick with what got me paid
you can see the d#ck grin, through my jeans
ya’ll f#ckin’ with these super mc’s. so please
taking care of vein with the sword, where your neck’s hurt
the b#tches in this business are only out for themselves
nah, look at shorty right there, with the mini skirt
oh well, what the heck, i just cleaned up the mess
you can’t escape the master time, no one is immune
cause she was f#ckin’ some n#gga named cisco
this is the west you gone die soon
yo i be in the staircase drinkin biz
i fill you with infection, there’s no protection
you need to come inside and check lo
catch frontal lobe damage and not manage correction
yeah that’s how we roll and we gon play more
thai tres out and don’t mess with us again



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