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letra de hiding - dc2trill

[intro: dc2trill]
(nick on the track)
yeah

[chorus: dc2trill]
i waste wockhardt on the floor
ten pints gone up out the door
talking sticks, got plenty options
i’m high, can see it in my eyes like ozzy
i was p-ssed off, plus i’m drowsy
i was tryna pour up while i’m driving
gushers, 41, that’s my options
we in tracks while you hiding

[verse 1: neednoname]
dc buying all the drank, needno buying all the pills
i used to f-ck b-tches in the trap, now i f-ck ’em in the hills
chrome heart jacket, i ain’t even cold
i don’t know shanaynay, but she on my toes
i make drank up in the tub and cook crack up on the stove

[verse 2: dc2trill]
double r four door, i strike me a pose
i’m geeked up on meds while i’m knocking down hoes
that n-gga told, hе ain’t got no loyalty, keep his rat ass down the road
.50 cal’, i ain’t need no aim
jugg that boy, i ain’t need no name
charged him forty-two hundrеd for the pint and that sh-t was plain
i’m too high, b-tch, i might snap
brung a bougie b-tch to the trap
d-mn, lil’ moe, that sh-t snap
stay your b-tch ass off these apps
i’m in the h and i’m sipping on sizzurp
she suck it good, now, d-mn, i miss her
tempered drank f-ck up my temper
pop these n-ggas like a pimple
[verse 3: neednoname]
i don’t got no heart, but a n-gga rock chrome
i don’t play two-three, but a n-gga in the zone
like subway, my money too long
i used to sell dope off a cordless phone
i step on these b-tches just like slippers
get cut like a barber, f-ck some clippers
i keep drank up in my system
free my cousin, he locked in the system
lil moe, the track too god d-mn crazy
my white boy look like slim shady
i throw bullets like tom brady
he wanted a seven, i charged him eighty
i gas hoes just like the sh-ll
i don’t eat cheese, no taco bell
i drive the h-llcat out of h-ll
i sip barney, don’t do snails

- dc2trill

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