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letra de wet looking road - everything is recorded

[intro]
i’m never gonna need that click
see you there, make sure you keep that in so you remember

darkest nights, on a wet looking road
my darkest night, was on a wet looking road

[verse 1]
verses, scriptures
them videos, they getting silly with pictures
i’m with the gangsters, but the hipsters
and now i’m chilling with richard
the vossy and mixed with c-ke
you know i’m feeling them mixtures
i had b-tches, and b-tches, and b-tches
but now i’m chilling with vixon
flows, i got silly and switched ’em
oh, i got silly convictions
yeh, i got n-gg-s locked up in jail
the judges minimum sixed ’em
you get silly with sticks
i get [?] and fix ’em
these n-gg-s b-tching, and b-tching, and b-tching
they got silly, man kicked ’em
[?] cognac, mixer mixer mixer
she just her lips on me and he just kissed her
i’m an egotistical n-gg-, he’s a mister
and she’s itching, and itching, and itching
to get giggs in the picture
quick little mix up, it’s that big bad quick little insta
i got sick then i fixed up, [?] up, keep that beef in the mincer
and he’s got beef with my man, she’s got beef with her sister
man it’s that kid that kicked that sh-t and lifted the brick up

darkest nights, on a wet looking road (yeh yeh yeh, cmon)
my darkest night, was on a wet looking road

[verse 2]
rap for the hustlers
blap blap for the busters
back for the cream
cause when i rap then it’s custard
to fat men and dat og
they say that n-gg-s masters
i called them slags and they cussed us
i turn around, n-gg-s buskers
old school, they came back then they rushed us
fast forward, we got the macs with the muzlers
i hid the c-ke in the crackheads garden
i slapped backs to the shufflers
n-gg- what, n-gg- what, n-gg- pardon?
it’s pap pap then your busted

darkest nights, on a wet looking road
my darkest night, was on a wet looking road (yeh)

jesus christ

- everything is recorded

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