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let smoke out da pound of dat kush presidential like bush opps i meant to barack its a coop but it dnt drop hard top killa b4 i let anotha nigga disrespect my hood my niggas my family ill killa * em
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let smoke out da pound of dat kush presidential like bush opps i meant to barack its a coop but it dnt drop hard top killa b4 i let anotha nigga disrespect my hood my niggas my family ill killa * em
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, screams and coughs What's that noise?. Looks like green!. Maybe it's purple?. spotlight / spot eye? !. Hammer law?. Bend iron!. So fine . Tiger roach!
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. Ohh me? I'm funk on your mind. Alias to you motherfucker's roach clip. And this here's my Kimosabe dumpin' * on yo' ass. And my nigga goes by the name of BG Ashtray. And we 365, that means we
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. Useumyeo nareul aetaewodo but you're worth it (Worth it). Museun marinyamyeo unneun neol. Geujeo neol ttareugesseo nan serve you. Nareul jungnyeo (Oh). The killa (Oh-oh). Simjang, yeonghonkkaji da ne geot
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Killa kam, killa kam kam, killa kam, killa kam, killa kam kam. Killa kam, killa kam kam, killa, killa, killa kam, killa kam kam, killa. Killa kam, killa kam kam, killa kam, killa kam, killa kam kam
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Intro. Yuh, yuh, yuh. What's this, what’s that on my radar?. Radar, radar, radar. DavyDaDon. Chorus Ratchet Roach. What's this on my, on my radar-a-r-a-r?. Yah, yah, yah, yah. What's this on my, on
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part backs like a spine. Cut you like a blunt and reconstruct your design. I know you want to *** me, but I can read your mind 'Cuz you weak in the knees like SWV. Tryin' to get a title like Wu Killa
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Ratchet Roach. Members Only in this bitch, ***, little bitch. Ratchet in this bitch, so you know I'm on that *** ***. Yeah, Boss with double G's and a new chopstick. If a nigga try me, I'ma bust that bitch
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Remember the girl. Abused with forks, knives and razorblades. Remember the girl. Abused with forks, knives and razorblades She finally left him, she had enough of her man's rage. Band-aids cover h
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You better put that down. You better put that down All I need is a bottle. And I don't need no friends, no. Wallow in my pain. I swallow as I pretend To act like I'm happy. When I drink to no end
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I got a problem with the snakes that are crawling. Through my area. When the darkness has fallen. And Mama told me that they love to bite. They stab you in the back. No shame that's right. What?
