Smoke DZA:
Right, right, what up Rich? is DZA, uh
I'm dead fresh already all i need is the wings
Some big bamboos and ima do my thing
Tell a heckler go to hell
They be blowing mines
Take em to church with this heaven sent flow of mines [x3]
Blessed niggas with bars, on some deacon shit
Its father MC who you speaking with
Judas ass niggas i be beefing with
(?) messing with the (?) angel on some geekin shit
But fuck it this is America you got the right to
You high up wit you (?) but its a sour D cypher over here
Nothing but bom bom in the joints and
Now you're feeling like bro bro I'm disappointed
Ready to kill yourself ain't you?
Nigga you'll nеver see an angel
(?) been raw in this shit, suicide linеs
Nigga its do or die time, what up
Ricky Hil:
Angel, angel, angel, angel, (x2)
Right, right, what up Rich? is DZA, uh
I'm dead fresh already all i need is the wings
Some big bamboos and ima do my thing
Tell a heckler go to hell
They be blowing mines
Take em to church with this heaven sent flow of mines [x3]
Blessed niggas with bars, on some deacon shit
Its father MC who you speaking with
Judas ass niggas i be beefing with
(?) messing with the (?) angel on some geekin shit
But fuck it this is America you got the right to
You high up wit you (?) but its a sour D cypher over here
Nothing but bom bom in the joints and
Now you're feeling like bro bro I'm disappointed
Ready to kill yourself ain't you?
Nigga you'll nеver see an angel
(?) been raw in this shit, suicide linеs
Nigga its do or die time, what up
Ricky Hil:
Angel, angel, angel, angel, (x2)
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