B4 Rap Peezy
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[Intro]
(Rush Murda)
Been doin' this shit
Kush got-, kush got me coughin'
Shit is strong, my nigga, strong than a bitch
We gon' keep-, gettin'-, money, though
Been doin' this shit, gon' keep doin'
Rush M-, Rush Murda
Free my niggas
Finna take these niggas back, yeah
[Verse 1]
Way before rap, I was outside with the killers (Been outside, nigga)
Coppin' boss for one twenty, choppin' hard into nickel (Come on, let's get it [?])
Got my sack in the bed, in the yard by the bushes
My nigga [?], that boy sittin' in the car with the fully
Shootin' .456, what you got in the bank? (Come on, chop it, let's get it)
Bro keep sayin' he got it froze, just put it down it's a bet (Man, drop it)
I throw a duece, he aced the way, you know I'm hype than a bitch (Ooh, [?])
I doubled up, he stopped the bitch again, I came with a .6
What y'all got on the drank? I wasn't smokin' no kush
Narcs come, we all run 'cause we don't fuck with no hook
Just heard the raid van was gettin' dressed by the store
A fiend gave the heads up, let's pack it up, it's time to go
See niggas hustle for years and lose it all overnight
I was just with my nigga, now my nigga doin' life (Free him)
I can't spit it off the dome, some shit I gotta write (Yeah)
Way before I did my first song, this shit was my life (Let's get it), yeah
(Rush Murda)
Been doin' this shit
Kush got-, kush got me coughin'
Shit is strong, my nigga, strong than a bitch
We gon' keep-, gettin'-, money, though
Been doin' this shit, gon' keep doin'
Rush M-, Rush Murda
Free my niggas
Finna take these niggas back, yeah
[Verse 1]
Way before rap, I was outside with the killers (Been outside, nigga)
Coppin' boss for one twenty, choppin' hard into nickel (Come on, let's get it [?])
Got my sack in the bed, in the yard by the bushes
My nigga [?], that boy sittin' in the car with the fully
Shootin' .456, what you got in the bank? (Come on, chop it, let's get it)
Bro keep sayin' he got it froze, just put it down it's a bet (Man, drop it)
I throw a duece, he aced the way, you know I'm hype than a bitch (Ooh, [?])
I doubled up, he stopped the bitch again, I came with a .6
What y'all got on the drank? I wasn't smokin' no kush
Narcs come, we all run 'cause we don't fuck with no hook
Just heard the raid van was gettin' dressed by the store
A fiend gave the heads up, let's pack it up, it's time to go
See niggas hustle for years and lose it all overnight
I was just with my nigga, now my nigga doin' life (Free him)
I can't spit it off the dome, some shit I gotta write (Yeah)
Way before I did my first song, this shit was my life (Let's get it), yeah
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