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Str8 (Demo)
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Tee Grizzley
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Huh? Ay, I'm ’bout to start over, [?] real quick, see what I'm sayin' What? Huh? Ahaha, Lamest Hop in the straight (Hop out the straight) Jump in the Wraith (Uh, uh) Look at they face (What?) This why they hate (What?) It’s never too late (Uh, uh) You get replaced (Uh, uh) I'm twisting your fate (Uh, uh) You lose when you play (Uh, uh) Hop in the straight (Hop out the straight) Jump in the Wraith (Uh, uh) Look at they face (What?) This why they hate (What?) It's never too late (Uh, uh) You get replaced (Uh, uh) I'm twisting your fate (Uh, uh) You lose when you play (Uh, uh) B*t*h you in the way Your salary minimum wage (Broke b*t*h) You real or you fake? Them statemеnts cannot be replaced (Uh, uh) I givе and I take (What?) They copy and follow my pace (They follow my pace) We winning the race (What?) Three dead and that's just in one day (That's just in one day) See, I take the drums on the road (What?) Them choppas with me at the show (Boom) I grew up with nothing but killers They talkin' and speakin' in code (What?) Reload, unload, and reload (Boom) Ain’t f**king, then she gotta go She looking like I’m speaking Spanish I'm just saying, "I’m letting you know" (Just letting you know) Ain't counting no bodies from past tense (Uh, uh) I'm catching sh*t, ain't no pa**ing (Boom) I’m celebrating my new money (Huh) Y'all dead broke on that mad sh*t Trackhawk Jeep, it be the fastest (Vroom) Bad b*t*h, she got her a** did We ripping and racing through traffic (Move out the way, b*t*h) I'm praying, I hope I don't crash it Hop in the straight (Hop out the straight) Jump in the Wraith (Uh, uh) Look at they face (Look at them n***as) This why they hate (Baow) It's never too late (Uh, uh) You get replaced (Uh, uh) I'm twisting your fate (Gimme that) You lose when you play (Uh, uh) Hop in the straight (Hop out the straight) Jump in the Wraith (Uh, uh) Look at they face (Look at them n***as) This why they hate (Baow) It's never too late (Uh, uh) You get replaced (Uh, uh) I'm twisting your fate (Gimme that) You lose when you play Ayy, hollows blew up in his face, now they need his dental records (He a John Doe) I got professional texters, come through with choppas, and send you a message (Grrra) Pick up that bag, and hit jewelers and jack it, this Louis V jacket, a few n***as stash it I get that work and my boo, she gon' stash it Yo' b*t*h average, plus she bagless Trackhawk booted, exhaust sound just like a dragon, ayy Touch a n***a from Chiraq, see more bullets than Madden, ayy (Brrra, baow, baow, baow) Instagram b*t*h in the 'telly, countin' my rackies, give me some Becky (Some neck) Remember I was sleeping in the trap, laying on the floor with the Glock on my belly (Strapped) Got a few dollars and bought me a Pelle' (Yeah) In a good way, how my closet is messy (Yeah) I don't chase n***as, get hot with the dessy Turn his dreads to meatballs and spaghetti Ayy Tee, hold on, don't think that they ready My bullets [?], turn his brains to confetti The streets the jungle, my Glock my machete Everyday with my brothers like Ed, Edd and Eddy Hop out my face, b*t*h Stretch gang do not play, b*t*h Get hit in your face, b*t*h We winning the race, b*t*h
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