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A-Reece - str8 to hell Lyrics



A-Reece - str8 to hell Lyrics




Lot of niggas falling victim to the streets
Rest in peace
Tell my dawgs there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left from the west
Represent

Okay, bet
I don't take no threats
Put him to the test
Uno, dos, tres
Chains on my neck
Say you with your dawgs
Let me see you tell em' fetch
I still got it on
Guess you bitches know what's best
Pull up then we wreck
First, we collect
You been due on debt
I'm just not impressed
I keep dropping the heat
Why you think them niggas pressed
Niggas took the style
Even took the f*cking flow
Shit is getting out of line
I should send you boys a quote
I'm the greatest of all time
You is not that kind of goat
Every king just gotta die
Motherf*cker you ain't know
Break his crown, burn the cloaks
Guillotine the head
All I see is red
Yeah nigga, dead
Six feet deep how we put this shit to bed
Pillage where you rest
I'm going crazy on all of you niggas today I ain't take my meds

Lot of niggas falling victim to the streets
Rest in peace
Tell my dawgs there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left from the west
Represent
Ey, ey
Represent
Ey, ey
Represent
Ey, ey, ey
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Lot of niggas falling victim to the streets
Rest in peace
Tell my dawgs there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left from the west
Represent

Okay, bet
I don't take no threats
Put him to the test
Uno, dos, tres
Chains on my neck
Say you with your dawgs
Let me see you tell em' fetch
I still got it on
Guess you bitches know what's best
Pull up then we wreck
First, we collect
You been due on debt
I'm just not impressed
I keep dropping the heat
Why you think them niggas pressed
Niggas took the style
Even took the f*cking flow
Shit is getting out of line
I should send you boys a quote
I'm the greatest of all time
You is not that kind of goat
Every king just gotta die
Motherf*cker you ain't know
Break his crown, burn the cloaks
Guillotine the head
All I see is red
Yeah nigga, dead
Six feet deep how we put this shit to bed
Pillage where you rest
I'm going crazy on all of you niggas today I ain't take my meds

Lot of niggas falling victim to the streets
Rest in peace
Tell my dawgs there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left from the west
Represent
Ey, ey
Represent
Ey, ey
Represent
Ey, ey, ey
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Writer: Lehlogonolo Mataboge
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Lehlogonolo Mataboge

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