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Propain All Day Lyrics

Last updated: 07/11/2013 08:14:47 PM

I woke up this this day high
Drill niggers and they bagging paper like ha
From the gold to purple and it's not the light
It's like what?
Play your shit, now you're drunk you're popping
Imma pick the role with that college doctor
From the time the hustle life whole without it
If you talk compulsive, I'm the horse you saddle
She's so...and he grab the pear
You niggers make believe you niggers can't compete
You niggers pay your fees
I'm on to she, what is the major league?

Born to lure without change the wind nigger
I have 3 almighty to the...bitch nigger
But Imma bob the paper I don't play for 6
You want the head, I'm like the faster head
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I bitch leave them real, I resurrect the pain
And now them haters talk shit but their game is none
I ain't talking real never played the one
Start with a little try to maintain the course
Now a six figure nigger

Wish they would try to step in my shoes
If Imma do more money, hoe you got me confused
With some other guy
Bitch that ain't me
Bitch you can get this day but conversation ain't free
Imma hustle for that paper, bitch we bought that all day
Got that time we hit the spot
We show it up
Nigger know we ride and get it in the town

I pull up in a ...business and I pull up in a two seated
Started my career with a nigger named ...now I
New end up around here
We got something to say around here
Another beefer , nigger propane only got Joes around here
I win head nasty, I get you,
Another hundred thousand that's where I'm going today
Cameras flashing, they coming for me and my people
But you and your hoe aren't' welcome around here
And I go hard when I'm in there, I take one of my niggers
If you really think one of these other member stay...
Rappers booking shows now
Caused they ain't get no more shows money
I appreciate that deposit check
You know you ain't getting that back from me
Another club got another club...
If it's beef my nigger just come to my city
That's the shit and just ask for it
I'm a gangsta, when you come to Huston
If you ain't a gangsta better fall back
So I stay on post better feel in
So now all my people that's independent
Roll come home fill them into me

Wish they would try to step in my shoes
If Imma do more money, hoe you got me confused
With some other guy
Bitch that ain't me
Bitch you can get this day but conversation ain't free
Imma hustle for that paper, bitch we bought that all day
Got that time we hit the spot
We show it up
Nigger know we ride and get it in the town

Yeah man, you know I can recall vividly man
Standing on that corner man you know...
Hand full of rocks man...
I'm talking about 30-40 slap
And here you are
50-60 dollars with the rocks in your hands
Seemed so far away man
Seemed like we'd never make it
Yeah I remember all those girls man
Standing in the front of the high school
We going at it asking for they phone numbers
And all this was based on slaying man
And that's where slayer means something






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