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the pack - 2 dumb lyrics

do u hit this yea u kno who da f-ck i am, no introduction needed
its the pack nfl(yess) wut it do, wut it do already kno

[chorus: x2]
hey my n-gg-s go 2 dumb, 20 deep in the party and we all on one (thizz) yess and the grapes stay smokin’ donuts in the street wit the doors wide open

[verse 1: stunna]
u gotta scr-per hit the gas start yokin, i’m dumb tipsy but a n-gg- still focused, this block sh-t u could catch a n-gg- posted, kick it wit a bop, (one time i poke it), finna plug ya airways
just like locusts,15s on slump always scr-pin’ through oakland,yeaaa, young stunna so icey, u ain’t never seen a n-gg- out here like me, l.r.g. hoodie wit my c-ke white nikes, from the b-town
so u kno i get hyphy, i sh-t on n-gg-s i’m somethin’ like a seagull,smoke great ticks 24s on the reagell, yokin with young l hittin donuts like street geal, u ain’t goin dumb, u aint tellin the truth, my n-gg-s go
18 while they still on roof, we in da 4 door park avenue, f-ck the coop.

[chorus x2]

[verse 2: stunna]
wut they say stunna sick like aids, and my watch looks like it was dipped in kool-aid, so i guess u say this young n-gg- got it made, say u get money like me, i don’t believe ya, cuz my ears look like ive been sittin
in the freeza, yeaa or rapid -ss n-gg-s, george clooney type, actin -ss n-gg-, i, i,i i’m so bay wit it, it ain’t a scr-per if it ain’t got the suction wit it, u can hear me from a block away, and u don’t want it homeboy cuz i like to chop or spray, right were ur mama lay, yea
n-gg- don’t play, its the t.h.e. p.a.c. 2 da k and i’m s.t.u.n.n. 2 da a, stunna n-gg-s thizzin all day, rest in peace mac dre, young l on the beat, its reffered to the bay.

[chorus x2]

[verse 3: stunna]
these feezy jeans i’m way to fly, purple stuff i’m way to high, scr-pin’ at the window my n-gg-s on both sides, 2 stewy in the party my n-gg-s don’t lie, $200 shoes who is betta than i, yea my squad go r-t-rded, and f-ck where u from,we goin bang regardless cuz we
da hardest, so you’d betta be the smartest, first thing on ur agenda get the f-ck up out the party, (yea) before u get stomped out, got 100 n-gg-s wit me and we all from the south, bops get me in the sheets, especially when i got they best friends on my team
my turf n-gg-s put ur sh-t in the air,how u kno u own a turf,cuz theres dreads everywhere, 50 henney in my hand, i blow purple in the air (yess)

hey my n-gg-s go 2 dumb 20 deep in the party and we all on one (thizz) yess and the grapes stay smokin’ donuts in the streets with the doors wide open…

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