Dead People - HoodRich Pablo Juan

Dead People - HoodRich Pablo Juan

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Designer Drugz 2
Год
2016
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
294000

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Dead People

HoodRich Pablo Juan

Ben Frank, that’s my homie

Andrew Jackson, that’s my homie

Ulysses Grant, that’s my homie

Hamilton, that’s my homie

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

Mid coming in by the trash bag

I got that gas bag, I need a big trunk

I’m trapping in the lowkey Honda

Pickup truck picked the bricks up

I whip it up like I got nunchucks

I go everywhere with my gun tucked

50 round shoot like a drummer

Came in the game to kick shit like a punter

I keep with the chopstick like it’s Benihana’s

Me and my plug communicate with numbers

I keep the Judge like I’m your honor

I beat the work in the pot like E. Honda

How many bricks can I stuff in my Honda?

Started the plug and never been a runner

Add the baking soda, hit it like thunder

I keep the money on me by the bundle

Ben Frank, that’s my homie

Andrew Jackson, that’s my homie

Ulysses Grant, that’s my homie

Hamilton, that’s my homie

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

Ben Frank, that’s my homie

Andrew Jackson, that’s my homie

Ulysses Grant, that’s my homie

Hamilton, that’s my homie

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I got a sixth sense, seeing dead people

Compact Glock .45, that’s the Grim Reaper

I go M.I.A.

with two mamacitas

I wear Givenchys, I don’t wear Adidas

Rockstar nigga, be high like the Beatles

That money chasing me like Jeepers Creepers

Ice all on me like it’s creatures

These bitches suck on me like leeches

I double my cup and I’m snaeking and geeking

I’m on the Percocet this evening

Popped me a Xan, got me sleeping

Drinking a raw four, got my cup leaking

Looking for a plug, I’m Tom peeping

Whipping a brick and my arm bleeding

Do anything for the money, I need it

Dropping a ticket like fall season

Ben Frank, that’s my homie

Andrew Jackson, that’s my homie

Ulysses Grant, that’s my homie

Hamilton, that’s my homie

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

Ben Frank, that’s my homie

Andrew Jackson, that’s my homie

Ulysses Grant, that’s my homie

Hamilton, that’s my homie

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

I’m seeing dead people

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