We All We Got Kshordy (Ft. JakeJhit, Jvheim, La Cracka & Rico Osama)
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[Intro: Kshordy]
Leeke pack
Meechy pack
Quan pack
4 pack
[Verse 1: Jvheim]
Gang time, heard the last opp got face time
He was leanin' off that Wock', hit his ass eight times
He was duckin' from that chop, aiming 'bove the waist line
Fucking on a opp bitch but this hoe ain't mine (Groupie)
[Verse 2: Kshordy]
He speak on him, I heard that nigga caught a headshot
Tell 'em free lil Pooh and lock up police ass, red dot
When I catch lil Ducci put that nickel to his dreadlocks
Catch up with his son and put his bitch ass in a headlock
[Verse 3]
He say he smoking Petey, see what happend to the last guy
Sliding through the city, think we lacking, shit that dead flys
Caught his ass lacking so you know it's another dead guy
All my niggas eat, we gеtting money, shit on everybody
[Verse 4: La Cracka]
In thе stu', high as fuck, I ain't lying
Smoking on 'bout four opps, off two perks as the same time
Go and catch a fist, double him over, we don't do dimes
Fuck your dead partner, hold on, let me chill, just vibe
Let me vibe
Leeke pack
Meechy pack
Quan pack
4 pack
[Verse 1: Jvheim]
Gang time, heard the last opp got face time
He was leanin' off that Wock', hit his ass eight times
He was duckin' from that chop, aiming 'bove the waist line
Fucking on a opp bitch but this hoe ain't mine (Groupie)
[Verse 2: Kshordy]
He speak on him, I heard that nigga caught a headshot
Tell 'em free lil Pooh and lock up police ass, red dot
When I catch lil Ducci put that nickel to his dreadlocks
Catch up with his son and put his bitch ass in a headlock
[Verse 3]
He say he smoking Petey, see what happend to the last guy
Sliding through the city, think we lacking, shit that dead flys
Caught his ass lacking so you know it's another dead guy
All my niggas eat, we gеtting money, shit on everybody
[Verse 4: La Cracka]
In thе stu', high as fuck, I ain't lying
Smoking on 'bout four opps, off two perks as the same time
Go and catch a fist, double him over, we don't do dimes
Fuck your dead partner, hold on, let me chill, just vibe
Let me vibe
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