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One Time - Huskii (Ft. Jugada)
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One Time - Huskii (Ft. Jugada)
(VERSE) [Huskii]

It's all black when I think back
Now I'm dressed all black, where the things at?
Vaseline, the bricks and the cling-wrap
I'mma move state if the plug try and ring back

Break Down these Quarters like Kit Kat's
Reporting Daily, I'm going back
Stuck up in a cell, where my Kids at?
I Gotta Man Up, cuz I owe 'em that

My Fam never know where I been, lad
Stuck up with the crabs; in the bucket. I been trapped
Cunts get tough with a gun, but they dumb
Like they don't know, half of my homies have been strapped

Free Merks! Shout out to the Trapper Runnеrs
I was raised this way. Yeah, my Dad done it
Brainumb, from thе shit that I seen on these streets
Now my heart only beats if the jacks comin'...

Back to the flats, gotta grab somethin';
Over and Over Again
Now nobody knows where I go, when I'm out on my own
But they won't see me broken again
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