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zuò cí : S Loud |
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zuò qǔ : S Loud |
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S LOUD RAISED OURSELVES LYRICS |
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Oooohh |
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Ooooohhhh |
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Ooohh |
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Yeh |
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Chorus: |
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Marbek on my feet |
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Then I do street |
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O. T no sleep |
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If you' ve seen the things that I' ve seen things that I' ve seen you wouldn' t believe them |
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I can' t tell no tales |
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This ain' t no fairytale |
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I gotta sleep near them scales |
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Gotta pray for my niggas in jail |
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Pray for my niggas that' s dead as well |
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Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |
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Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |
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Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |
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Verse 1: |
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Hammers and nails |
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We ain' t fixing no shelves |
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My mans just called for the Hmm mm hmm |
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And done it himself |
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I don' t trust nobody, I trust myself |
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Kitties inject their bodies it feels like we' re living in hell |
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Back in the middle I' m bagging the yay I' m bagging the yay |
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Feel like I' m EA, I' m back in the game I' m back in the game |
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But I' m tryna leave it though |
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But u know in need the dough |
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And my mans don' t need to know |
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It' s on a need to know |
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swerving the car get rid of da pebbles |
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Spot by da farm, spot By da pebbles |
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Praying to god but facing da devil |
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I' m going up another level |
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I got this drip from marbek |
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And now she wanna gimme neck |
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Now der asking me what' s next |
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Get rich I' m just chasing my cheque |
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Used to grind wid da tank on eeeee |
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Now I phone my plug told him throw me three |
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We don' t talk talk is cheap |
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Roll up ma sleeves and it' s back to da streets |
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Chorus: |
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Marbek on my feet |
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Then I do street |
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O. T no sleep |
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If you' ve seen the things that I' ve seen things that I' ve seen you wouldn' t believe them |
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I can' t tell no tales |
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This ain' t no fairytale |
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I gotta sleep near them scales |
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Gotta pray for my niggas in jail |
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Pray for my niggas that' s dead as well |
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Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |
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Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |
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Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |
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Verse 2: |
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T house vacant, I' m impatient |
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Trials and tribulations, jabz put da apron on and he baking |
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and the brick look Caucasian, pissed at the plug because he had me waiting |
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Had me raging, Young one blow the cork like a special occasion |
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Imma take em through training, |
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I just poured Green Goliath in a cup and now a nigga faded |
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I just built a L and now I' m faded |
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You just took a L and couldn' t take it |
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Me I took the game and played it no excuses no complaining |
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I need me some drip I need me a kettle |
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I need me some ice up on the bezel |
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Don' t put ur eyes up on da kettle |
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I' ll pay da price to get you levelled |
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I' m Neo living in da matrix |
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My nigga grow it in da basement |
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Free my niggas living on da basic |
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Do it for my niggas who want nothing basic |
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Chorus: |
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Marbek on my feet |
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Then I do street |
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O. T no sleep |
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If you' ve seen the things that I' ve seen things that I' ve seen you wouldn' t believe them |
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I can' t tell no tales |
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This ain' t no fairytale |
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I gotta sleep near them scales |
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Gotta pray for my niggas in jail |
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Pray for my niggas that' s dead as well |
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Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |
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Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |
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Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |