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letra de kujo - illiunaire

roll up n-ggas
these n-ggas could never get rid of me
it’s buck, you know real n-ggas don’t die
gangstas make the world go ‘round mother f-cker

[verse 1: young buck]
picked the harley up on one wheel
told menace i’m pulling up in compton, it’s a done deal
cookie jars keep my lungs filled
b-tch it’s buckshot, pray to god that no one’s k!lled
bought the neighborhoods and ganstas out
a country n-gga did it, that’s something to think about
still scr-ping the ground in low lows on these broke hoes
i got rich off the sh-t that you put in your nose
chopper on me while i’m sliding down mel rose
watch for the h-llos, everybody don’t say h-llo
khaki shorts and some long socks
strolled out, finger rolled getting a bank roll from a known thot
i don’t need yours, i brought my own glock
these p-ssies play with my name like i’m gone stop
i only stayed in this game cause there’s no pop (west side)
and i’m not finished popping up a few ops
[verse 2: illiunaire]
yellow tape, black barrel that’s a road block
i used to whip the (censored) scr-pe it from the stove top
black and chrome 45, like i brought mike back
sn-tch his chain at the mall, he want his ice back
12 behind me, yeah i guess i’m the one
diamonds hit in 3d, it’s a cold front
you don’t get n0body, like you don’t want none
red or that blue pill, i’ll take both of ‘em
you can say what you want but i get that bag right
better get your bag right
we be shinning like a lightning bug with a mag light
put money in the ceiling and i act like it still act tight
100 round drum, let it blow like a bagpipe
i used to catch bodies, get a bag in my past life
run up on a whip, i can load it like a pad lock
blue cookie, while your hair is just like matt lock, f-ck

- illiunaire

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