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Drug Raps 2 Lyrics


Cory Gunz Drug Raps 2


Ahm shit, look what the wind dropped
A group of hooligan …
Army for .. look like a black cleans member
..for respect I was… now
Kiss somebody on the set… coming now
You’re trying to plan something, cut the check
My n..ers act like they ain’t got nothing for respect
Make a n..er, let the .. eleven off
Nothing but a fire crack, almost seven forth …
Rapping till I die and if you’re trying I set it off
Pardon my mother f..cker G show…
I never kick…
Got the four… at a cheap sale
But I ain’t get it at a cheap sale
Still… now I practice what I preach well
I’m cashing money like an immigrant
That’s why my baby momma try to get a n..er lynched
I look at Mr. Nice down the mirror
I said I ain’t get the f..ck and I ain’t seen a n..er since
Dirty South Bronx with a …
For… I could put you on a doodle bag
Aha, f..ck I got my mind from



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