Correction Paroles GREEV X JUICE - HUNGER par Juice

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On the opp block man roams and tours
With the habad bro opens doors
Do it non stop see opp blood pour
Got down a christian feeling dior
Fendi on back DSQ2 covering my wap
Draw it out, double tap and slap
Hit that b*t*h right from the back
Bad gyal make that thick batty clap
Clap that, tap that, slap that
Double wrap buj and stack that
Bro's with that and he's got my back
Add a K to the O get blammed
Ain't talking O I'm talking my fam
D's with me from knee high mans been bad (bad...)
Don't try test my temper fam I get mad (mad, mad, mad...)
Mad like Max, bro's got waps
1 in the whip and 1 in the bag
Reminiscing about when we bored up *censor*
f**king hell that sh*t was sad
I got gassed, thought man would fight back
Yute just dropped and he ain't even try dash
Incredible ting, Little S got crashed
Oh sh*t, caught him outside of the stash
Billing some hash
Forgetting he owеd me cash, raaah it's like that
Ran up on him he got hit with a slash
Oldеr came in started beggin' 'n' dat
Swearing his YG will give us the bag
Deadline tomorrow no canty fam
Deadline tomorrow no canty fam (fam, fam, fam...)

Ja sam
Nije Tata Mama
Dolazim sa Balkana
Prepun teskih ranjavanja
Samo uzimam nema davanja
Dani prepuni sanjanja
Noci prepune stanta
Bricks of cash I'm Hunter
All these blunts man can't ease my hunger

Oi f**k it, f**k it
Bad B come round here come suck it
Bruckshot in your back if your buggin', phoned the plug in
Plug got the box in
Coulda went pro in boxing
Nowadays cheff men up no discussing
Cheff men up, no discussing (listen)
Gave him a grub
Open it up
.75, am wrapping it up
5 plus 1 need, stackin it up
12 for each, keep rackin it up
See me an opp it's lit
Flick on my hip, guts spill from the prick
Do you know how it is
Running through the forests and backroads
With grub in your palm reeking like gas bro
f**k these creps that I'm wearing
Running through mud and needles
Wearing and tearing as long as I didge that po
Ain't no way that I'm caring
Reached the bando
Big man acting commando
Rambo firmly firmly gripped in my hand though
Push this yank in deep, you can't handle
Grip this handle and aim at an angle
6 in the spinner steel wap, no banglez
With the K's I don't think you'd tangle
I bet you fam that your head's really fragile
(Don't try run my YG's, too agile)

Yute got packed in the back of the van
Don't talk too much, you'll end up like that
Bro's got skeng dough (Skengdo)
No rendo, 10 toes out the bando
Grub in my hando, jakes on my ass though
Need to dash, incredible flash bro
Man shoot for your teeth, no dental
We ride illegal cars bro, f**k rentals
D's too mental
That stab wound needs Phenol

Can't ease my Hunger

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