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That shit's alright. You don't gotta punch me in from way back There. Yeah, that's good now, fuck it. On that dead homie. Go ahead, Infinite. Nigga. Exclusive, baby. On that. This a Stoney production. Yeah, on that dead homie. She know I'm a Blood, I keep some red On me. I dropped twenty on a Rollie, I Think the feds on me. Baby, I be feelin' Like a pencil, I keep that lead on me. No prescription from the doctors, but I got meds On Girl, I heard you a freak, put that Head on me. We can turn that beef into A burger 'cause I got bread on me. We can turn that beef into a burger 'cause I got... On a dead homie, Nigga. She say she runnin' out of trust, I wouldn't Trust me neither. Ecstasy with Adderall, I had to Take a breather. Headshot out the scope, Now he in the reaper. Say he smokin' on hoop, we could get it Cheaper. TSA know the procedure, bitch bold with the Balls. I took the K-9 trainer just to have Him on his toes. Ain't no room for no Confusion. When you movin' with that load, then you Gotta keep it movin'. Coast-to-coast traffickin', trap just got hit, But we 'bout to open shop again. Lean with the script, so we 'bout to make It rock again. Even birdies get jerseys. Forty-two lines, get him gone, James Worthy. In here pourin' up Drac', what you mean it's Too early? Sixty milligrams just threw me back 'bout Two-thirty. Ayy, and I still get the drop from A thot. A lot of crime scene tape, I Ain't talkin' 'bout Scotts. On a dead homie. She know I'm a Blood, I keep some red on me. I dropped twenty On a Rollie, I think the feds on me. Baby, I be feelin' like a pencil, I keep That lead on me. No prescription from the doctors, But I got meds on me. I heard you a freak, put that head on Me. We can turn that beef into a burger 'cause I got bread on me. We can turn that beef into a burger 'cause I got... On a dead homie, Nigga. Ooh. This bitch from Alaska, send me PayPal. Smokin' cookies and molasses, this that pow-wow. I don't wanna cuddle with you bitches, give me Face, now lay down. Hey now, hey now. JPay, Venmo, Chime, Cash App, PayPal. I need some head. All mine. Dead homies. All mine. Man, when I'm broke, it's gettin' ugly, I'm pullin' All crimes. I just gave my dog a couple Dollars for some phone time. Free my dog, but I ain't seen him in A long time. When he get out, yeah, guaranteed, Lil' bitch, we gon' shine. just hopped out on My block and crossed the driver car like Ghostride. Shots fired, yeah, all you seen was flashes, bitch, It's showtime. Ain't no pick and choose, when niggas Peek on you, it's time to go slide. You ain't outside, I don't see nobody when I Slide by, that's on On a dead homie. She know I'm a Blood, I keep some red On me. I dropped twenty on a Rollie, I Think the feds on me. Baby, I be feelin' Like a pencil, I keep that lead on me. No prescription from the doctors, but I got meds On Girl, I heard you a freak, put that Head on me. We can turn that beef into A burger 'cause I got bread on me. We can turn that beef into a burger 'cause I got... On a dead homie, Nigga. I'm the first nigga outside when it's game Time. Fuck this rap shit, nigga, I be on The front line. Got a Stoney nigga drive, don't Be scared to take this ride. Niggas actin' like these bitches, drop 'em off and Pick up nine. Had to get my own prescription, Bro be taxin' for the line. Yeah, I need that. Give her good dick and Get some feedback. Ahats, face tats, Can't lack, stay strapped. Thuggin' since a jit, I been chippin' since it's Way back. On dead homie. She know I'm a Blood, I keep some red On me. I dropped twenty on a Rollie, I Think the feds on me. Baby, I be feelin' Like a pencil, I keep that lead on me. No prescription from the doctors, but I got meds On Girl, I heard you a freak, put that Head on me. We can turn that beef into A burger 'cause I got bread on me. We can turn that beef into a burger 'cause I got... On a dead homie, Nigga. She like, "Put that on the set," I'm Like, "Goddamn, you always do too much." Ain't got the time or the patience, I'm being Honest. always tell me that she leavin', but we Both know that she lyin'. Always fuckin' up her Makeup when she cryin'. I'm a thug, baby. I ain't mean to hurt you, that's my nature, Give me hugs, baby. Come and run it up And let's go get it out the mud, baby. Been through this so many times, it's hard to Trust lately. Fuck that, fuck all that lovin', All that fuck shiesty. the same niggas, we gon' Bounce out and go and get him. I'm the same nigga, we gon' spit missiles at The opps. Yeah, we been at niggas' blocks, I Bounced out and let it rock. We either pop The nigga up or we be runnin' from the Boys. We carry military guns, they well known for Makin' noise. Mr. Backdoor a nigga if he playin' With my cheese. Nah, bitch-slap a nigga, we ain't Playin' with no yeeks. J side, we gon' slide, All my members, we elite. On a dead homie. She know I'm a Blood, I keep some red on me. I dropped twenty On a Rollie, I think the feds on me. Baby, I be feelin' like a pencil, I keep That lead on me. No prescription from the doctors, But I got meds on I heard you a Freak, put that head on me. We can turn that beef into a burger 'cause I got bread on me. We can turn that Beef into a burger 'cause I got... On a dead homie, Nigga. I'm the first nigga outside when it's game Time. Fuck this rap shit, nigga, I be on The front line. Got a Stoney nigga drive, don't Be scared to take this ride. Niggas actin' like these bitches, drop 'em off and Pick up nine. Had to get my own prescription, Bro be taxin' for the line. Yeah, I need that. Give her good dick and Get some feedback. Ahats, face tats, Can't lack, stay strapped. Thuggin' since a jit, I been chippin' since it's Way back. On dead homie. She know I'm a Blood, I keep some red On me. I dropped twenty on a Rollie, I Think the feds on me. Baby, I be feelin' Like a pencil, I keep that lead on me. No prescription from the doctors, but I got meds On Girl, I heard you a freak, put that Head on me. We can turn that beef into A burger 'cause I got bread on me. We can turn that beef into a burger 'cause I got... On a dead homie, Nigga.
Baby Stone Gorillas, Trapland Pat, Tye Henney — Dead Homies
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