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tudda gunna - dead walking lyrics

put grams in a leaf in
i keep coughing
i just beat ashley a++ then i seen austin
hood like the nba i’m keep balling
i gave money counter couple xans now he sleep walking
why you think iraq got no guns cause we bought em
b++++ i flex like the miz cause we awesome
granny keep stealing pills yeah these costing
i just f++++d the game raw i ain’t need no condom little bro got a glock
you won’t see tomorrow
all we know is hustle only go home to change our clothes
bro keep shooting at the opps
just like he bang bros
only had a gram in the trap i had to make moe
n+ggas saying they real but they sing like jcole
yeah my b+++h said she hot i’m in the reaf cold
had you ever made 26 and had to stay low yeah
my b+++h said my unreleased music tape cold
yeah we got them bose
get on 75 change yo life
you know how it go
yeah i told my brother free
my brother yeah i’m talking
smoke aye he was on joy road
yeah he took the dope case i took the pole
told my engineer to turn me yeah we on the show f+ck it i can’t
even do show no more cause
corona on a road
you about to tap in
if you bank with chase about to tap in
hit home run swear to god i made 10
if you want some smoke with me
we clap your friend
we was in utah
sleep back in the u+haul
with our shoes off
trying to make a l!ck
you already know with that food gone
went on the road with food
den i came back with dog den
i made some food
i told lil bro quit talking to my
teacher you know she rude
yeah f++k the teacher
i was balling so hard
y’all n+ggas was on the bleachers
told i be sipping on this pop it
a 2 liter
d+mn yeah i sold teresa
why she keep banging on doe
yeah that b+tch evil
yeah i’m seeing all these aliens resident evil
let me tell about k!lling people
yeah i’m talking about dead people
ight ight ight
they all in pocket
f+ck it i don’t need no wallet
i keep in pocket
if you want some smoke with me ball
like houston rocket
i told the engineer turn me up cause yeah it popping
in the party going on
yeah give me a dropper
yeah i’m off yerky
hit a home run swear i just cook
a turkey
yeah about turn it on hundreds
yeah i got blue racks yeah i’m talking hundreds

- tudda gunna lyrics

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