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SkipSkool - 80's (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SkipSkool
SkipSkool
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
TRAPP R.G
TRAPP R.G
Songwriter
Brick G
Brick G
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neal & Alex
Neal & Alex
Producer

Lyrics

Nah, how you turn your back on me Thought you was bro, Hmmm I even heard you was talkin now Movin sheisty out here huh Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Shake that, shake that, get it Movin weight like the 80's All white Slim Shady I got opps tryna play me But I could never let it faze me Huntin' em down Makin' the rounds Collectin' on debts Feds let me out Whole load of snakes Im sendin' the hounds Whole load of jakes They stakin' us out When I thought I was out They pullin' me back in If they sendin' shots There gotta be a reaction Been through hell I can't lie I don't talk I don't cry All of my cribs been broke in I know they just must be jokin' Broke Boys what they hoping Haaa like what is you smokin' While I was locked up in a cell, huh? But that case still open Thinkin I'm dumb like I got a stash at one of the spots Of course I got cash but none of my cash could ever get got Of course I got opps but none of my opps they ever had guap Of course there's feds but none of the feds they ever found rocks I love my lawyer, love my gang, I love my squad I love my fam, you fuck with them you gettin' shot I love my gualla love the grind I love the block Should Level up 'n love myself before I drop Ay, ay Latenight, haulin Take risks, all in Grab that, sell It Shake that, get it Movin weight like the 80's All white Slim Shady I got opps tryna play me But I could never let it faze me Huntin' em down Makin' the rounds Collectin' on debts Feds let me out Whole load of snakes Im sendin' the hounds Whole load of jakes They stakin' us out When I thought I was out They pullin' me back in If they sendin' shots There gotta be a reaction On the move never lazy Owe me bands betta pay me I get the money an' ladies Forgot her name, call her baby I turned my back an' you play me Bite the hand that feed you Boy tryna beef with me I'm on a whole different schedule I'm that type that goin be loyal till I die Used to call me brother but I guess you must've lied Thought that you was thoro but you out here switchin' sides Call your baby mama and she told me she gone slide, Ay I love my lawyer, love my gang, I love my squad I love my fam, you fuck with them you gettin' shot I love my gualla love the grind I love the block Should Level up 'n love myself before I drop Ay, ay, Latenight, haulin Take risks, all in Grab that, sell It Shake that, get it Movin weight like the 80's All white Slim Shady I got opps tryna play me But I could never let it faze me Huntin' em down Makin' the rounds Collectin' on debts Feds let me out Whole load of snakes Im sendin' the hounds Whole load of jakes They stakin' us out When I thought I was out They pullin' me back in If they sendin' shots There gotta be a reaction
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