letra de ashes 2 ashes, dust 2 dust - luh boodha
let me teach you funky b-tches talking sh-t up on the jock
f-cking with luh boodha, ima make yo f-cking body drop
bumping yo gums, do you want some? ima catch a murder case
load that clip, point it at yo dome, and blast you in yo f-cking face
rolling ’round syrup city, drinking oil, smoking dro
n-ggas ask me ’bout my weed, tell ’em i ain’t got no more
pull up to the liquor store, pour me up some alize
talking sh-t, n-gga pull yo clip and make yo f-cking gat spray
mystical weapons found pointed at yo medulla
im a realer-k!ller n-gga, ‘mo i talk, the ‘mo she wetter
it’s a triller-realer pimp from the h, have you met ’em?
find me creeping up on a come up, you step so you get wеt up
ima take you to my crew the cloud-9, cam, cado and bri
call up my boy flogo, hе ‘gon take you out yo misery
yvng tarantino coming straight from that black abyss
you can catch me and them steppers lurking deep up in the mist
let me teach you funky b-tches talking sh-t up on the jock
f-cking with luh boodha, ima make yo f-cking body drop
bumping yo gums, do you want some? ima catch a murder case
load that clip, point it at yo dome, and blast you in yo f-cking face
rolling ’round syrup city, drinking oil, smoking dro
n-ggas ask me ’bout my weed, tell ’em i ain’t got no more
pull up to the liquor store, pour me up some alize
talking sh-t, n-gga pull yo clip and make yo f-cking gat spray
do you feel the reaper creeping up on you with a black beretta?
was it yo b-tch who set you up or was it yo boys who called a set up?
talk to the face and collect yo soul
go into h-ll where the demons roll
roll that dice and don’t think twice now the devil man has got yo life
ashes to ashes and dust to dust i say when i roll my swisher up
pour up the cup, now im thinking so heavenly, to yo opinion i dont give a f-ck
smoking up on some bad juju, time to go out and go dance with the dead
‘for i die, n-gga no, i ain’t lie, just listen to what luh boodha said
aye mane, this is luh boodha reporting, live from the other side
let me teach you funky b-tches talking sh-t up on the jock
f-cking with luh boodha, ima make yo f-cking body drop
bumping yo gums, do you want some? ima catch a murder case
load that clip, point it at yo dome, and blast you in yo f-cking face
rolling ’round syrup city, drinking oil, smoking dro
n-ggas ask me ’bout my weed, tell ’em i ain’t got no more
pull up to the liquor store, pour me up some alize
talking sh-t, n-gga pull yo clip and make yo f-cking gat spray
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