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D. Dixon
D. Dixon
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GrossGod
GrossGod
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Straight off the hip no holster Callin all bluffs no smile, big face, no Joker Burnin thru bread no toaster Me and my bros get the vibe from the nigga we smoke him Send a nigga up, no games Livin in hell, see the flames I don't know shit, I Don't know a nigga name Nigga fuck the whole World All a nigga Know Pain- Gang Pour up the drink I'm a Drink too much Don't Let me be alone I'm think too Much P T S D I done Seen too Much I don't Trust No Body Why my heat So clutched For the Gang I Bust By the Gang I Mean Just Me and the Demons that Live in my Head I was that One used to Piss in the Bed Cus It Really was Monsters that got in my Bed Once You heard what I said Can you Pass me the Blunt Then I Smoke for the bitches that Get Left on Read Heart Beat is Frozen My Re-tina Red Since I use to be Poor Charge a arm and a leg Want The Gucci and Louie But even more I Want The Nigga That Sold my Lil Sister the Fent I put that on my Soul, I'ma fully Unload Everything out the Pole Then Reload it again and again and Again Y'all forgive me I'm Grieving, My pistol ain't grieving I Load Up them Hollows to Stop you From Breathing Fuck up ya day, and I fuck up ya Evening Walking with Angels, Smoking wit Hethens Pull Up at Neiman's and Swipe for a Coat I get so High that I Probably float Takin the Drugs cus it's Helping me Cope Nigga named Hopes that done ran outta Hope Straight off the hip no holster Callin all bluffs no smile, big face, no Joker Burnin thru bread no toaster Me and my bros get the vibe from the nigga we smoke him Send a nigga up, no games Livin in hell, see the flames I don't know shit, I Don't know a nigga name Nigga fuck the whole World, All a nigga Know Pain- Gang
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