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Текст песни Clipse f FamLay and Pharrell - Lord Willin`

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[FamLay & (Pharrell)]It ain`t nothin`` y`all can teach meI been locked up more times than Sweet PeaSee I`m from Norfolk here`s a coffin if ya slee-pyTurn ya children into orphans tryna sneak meOr tryna creep me, the realist shit I ever spokeSo I`ma spit it when I finish, I`ma slit my throatThis shit is like 2-11 mixed wit cokeLeave you spinning like the tennis balls in ya spoke, niggaDark secrets, man I wont lieThey came to the light a man is gon` dieAll hope is lost and FamLay`s gon` fryCause I did shit the average man just wont tryLike what, war against an army wit a hand gunI`m FamLay, and when my fucking chance comeI`m running wit it, on e`ry song I`m coming witSee some you think you can take from me, then come and get itSee I`m from Huntersville, e`ry thang we done is realMy niggas come in here, my niggas come to killAnd I dare y`all to try and diss usSee you in the streets it ain`t nothing discussMaaan, we gon` stomp yo ass dead in the groundFEW WEEKS, couple bodies wit no head`ll be found, niggaCut off ya wrists, and they feet no prints (Gangsta)Now I`m in the Six, (Gangsta) wit the heat no tints, you see me boy(Pharrell)In Virginia, them guns go, bang, bangIn Virginia, them guns go, bang, bangIn Virginia, them guns go, bang, bangNiggas, bang, bang, bitches, bang, bangIn Virginia, them guns go, bang, bangIn Virginia, them guns go, bang, bangIn Virginia, them guns go, bang, bangNiggas, bang, bang, bitches, bang, bang

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