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Kidd Kidd
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They try to separate my bullet from my gun Ohhh! Ohh! Kidd Kidd 36 O's in the block 32 extensions in the glock Niggas rattin like a mother*cker Make a real nigga call you by your badge number Middle finger to the cops, bitch I think Im Pac All eyez on me, bitch I think Im Pac I live that thug life, bitch I think Im Pac I say r life dont think Im not Put a lid on it, Kidd Kidd on it, Get everybody Benz with the kid on it, Keep the bottles with the sparkles need on it She . Ill turn into a bent on it Bitch bend it over, Ima do this ran on it Make that ass so hard, thats what been on it Thats me up in that V with no D on it Shes on em, that gluck, sitting on em Christ on your head man you know we been on it Nigga out your bullet, what your name written on it Haters wanna see me fall, but I aint trippin on it I . your girl whole play grivin on it, uh 36 hoes in the block 32 ass snitches in the glock Niggas ridin like a mother*cker Make em real nigga call you by your Benz number Middle finger to the cops, bitch I think I popped All eyes on me, bitch I think Im popped Holla at the thug life, bitch I think Im popped I say mother life dont think Im not 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 My money call up with my fame Hoes started talking and ball up my name Now I hate baby boy the niggas stuntin Slingin wood like Im ask all Jim thuggin They try to separate my bullets from my gun Ill start again 36 hoes in the block 32 ass snitches in the glock Niggas ridin like a mother*cker Make em real nigga call you by your Benz number Middle finger to the cops, bitch I think I popped All eyes on me, bitch I think Im popped Holla at the thug life, bitch I think Im popped I say mother life dont think Im not Glock pot drop your top like a call show Slammin hoes like a Cadillac call door On the thuggin judgement, cause only Lord knows I got a lot of niggas of me at the cross road, I miss my homie rack, I miss my homie tight We going shots, bag in-shots, take your license Shoes got spice, but I dont do no hiking The hoes love it, the hatrs dont like it 36 hoes in the block 32 ass snitches in the glock Niggas ridin like a mother*cker Make em real nigga call you by your Benz number Middle finger to the cops, bitch I think I popped All eyes on me, bitch I think Im popped Holla at the thug life, bitch I think Im popped I say mother life dont think Im not
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