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tpseastsidewill – letter to my dead opps lyrics

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n+gga talkin crazy (ha) it time too bring them chopped out n+gga want some beef with me i shoot up they mama house o sh+t did he go catch

him put him on the floor three choppa on the floor any mini mining mo n+gga won’t some beef wit me b+tch you know i’m on the lowend. play

crazy iam gone hang you like a hang men three word i’m gone pull up like candyman f+ck a n+gga drop that n+gga we’re that n+gga stand shoot the choppa going crazy call me peter pan standing over a n+gga why my eyes

turning red let a n+gga play crazy shoot him in the head. ha im a shiesty n+gga once dat 40 too yo don ain’t no begging n+gga tps 38 we go crazy

n+gga (we go crazy n+gga) f+ck a vis we doing head shot somebody come and put they f+ckin men’s up n+gga sneak dissing gone get they kids touch how i’m feeling idont give noo f+ck come around my gang better

have that jesus piece we higher jesus be if you lookin for me n+gga you noo were i be 53206 that the murder scene gang in this b+tch they believe

in me east in this b+tch talkin about pc east burleigh that the devil street

n+gga trying to talk crazy choppa leave a n+gga shaking could’ve caught ? but he had his baby i’m ain’t gone say too much n+gga get around d’s

hoes and talk too me i’m not gone say to much n+gga get around d’s hoes and talk too much

- tpseastsidewill lyrics

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