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Call the coroner there's gonna be alot of slow singin and flower bringin if my burgular alarm starts ringin whatcha think all the guns is for all purpose war got the rottweilers by the door and I feed em gun powder so they can devour the criminals tryin to drop my decimals DAMN.. Bitte besuche unsere Cookie Bestimmungen um mehr zu erfahren, auch dazu, wie du Cookies deaktivieren und der Bildung von Nutzungsprofilen widersprechen kannst. I Did it Again Wahnsinn Stronger. Visit best CoinMarketCap alternative. Nothing but a fucking disgrace, nigga [Verse 3: Log dich ein um diese Funktion zu nutzen. No nooooo no no no no Yeah yeah Last night I heard a voice say I think I'm gettin in my own way I think I'm fallin off the deep end So I haven't been sleepin Last night I thought I heard a voice in my head He said it's an emergency Said he had some words for me I think the weed's startin to fuck with a nigga, ohh I think the weed's startin to fuck with a nigga, no I think the weed smoke's fuckin with a nigga, ohh I think the weed start fuckin with a nigga, yeah I think the weed's startin to fuck with a nigga I think the weed is fuckin with a nigga I think this last weed's fuckin with a nigga This weed smoke's fuckin with a nigga.

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Call the coroner there's gonna be alot of slow singin and flower bringin if my burgular alarm starts ringin whatcha think all the guns is jooey all purpose war got the rottweilers by the door and I feed em gun powder so they can devour the criminals tryin to drop my decimals DAMN. Bitte besuche unsere Cookie Bestimmungen um mehr zu erfahren, auch dazu, wie du Cookies deaktivieren und der Bildung von Nutzungsprofilen widersprechen kannst.

JOEY BADASS : 47 Goonz lyrics

Wenn du deinen Besuch fortsetzt, stimmst badss der Verwendung solcher Cookies zu. Dirty Sanchez] I'm ashing on the bridge, Mary Jane, fuck your cigarettes I'm laughing out gionz, ask me if I'm still stressed, possessed Hope the boys in blue don't arrest yours truly Respect but suspect, protect your neck jewelry 47s and Uzis, well-connected and recruiting I be with my Mexicans, I know they got the toolie I'm smoking doobies with like 20 of my goons Hotbox the whip and let smoke fill the room Even through my lenses, my sense is on the moon Dirty be the name and I came from the black lagoon I'm sick with the ink like infected tattoos Just one love but the two-three's branded on my shoes You would think I had a eighth the way I'm crushing them grapes Had her whining for a taste, that's why she's up in my face Them Apex taking over like we running with Apes What's the verdict?

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Dirty Sanchez] Mansion on the bridge, Mary Jane, fuck your cigarette I'm laughing out loud, ask me if I'm still stressed, possessed Hope the boys in blue don't arrest yours truly Respect but suspect, protect your neck jewelry 47s and Uzis, well-connected and recruiting I be with my Mexicans, I know they got the toolie I'm smoking doobies badaas like 20 of my goons Hotbox the whip and let smoke fill the room Even through my lenses, my sense is on the moon Dirty be the name and I came from the black lagoon I'm sick with the ink like infected tattoos Just one love but the two-three's branded on my shoes You would think I had a eighth the way I'm crushing them grapes Had her whining for a taste, that's why she's up in my face Them Apex baddass over like we running with Apes What's the jooey Nothing but a fucking disgrace, nigga [Verse 3: News Featuring Kiesza Bonus-Track: My crew swarm in, tell a bitch please Didn't mama tell you about the birds and the bees Especially them killa's Girls night out with gorrillas Meth acting like monkey Too slow ya' blow catterpilla Son got game And goomz pack a Rosco, fleat coal train Player we ain't playin' Crush assossiated labels, don't let me in, I push my way in No nooooo no no no no Yeah yeah Last night I heard a voice say I think I'm gettin in my own way I think I'm fallin off the deep end Baass I haven't been sleepin Last night I thought I heard a voice in my head He said it's an emergency Said he had some words for me I think the weed's startin to fuck with a nigga, ohh Jjoey think the weed's startin to fuck with a badasss, no I think the weed smoke's fuckin with a nigga, ohh I think the weed badase fuckin with a nigga, yeah I think the weed's startin to fuck with a badasz I think the weed is fuckin with a nigga I think this last weed's fuckin with a nigga This weed smoke's fuckin with a nigga.

It's a hybrid Wow! Show more similar songs Monkey wrench fuckin' up the whole program [Chorus: Turn me up, turn me up Jab me with a fuckin' spoon You know you dead wrong For this one right here baby, for real Yo, yo, yo Another day, another dollar Sharks wanna bite don't bother 'Cause this rhymes the truth, and The truths hard to swallow Don Dada, hard act to follow See Rockwilder with the iced out dog collar My crew want it all This bout is scheduled for one four We can build or we can brawl Yes y'all, last call for alchahol, damn!

Jetzt Fan werden Log dich ein oder registriere dich kostenlos um diese Funktion zu nutzen. Nyck Caution] This ain't quiddtch but you know the snitch get caught Then get bitched like the bitch she brought, throw your fit then walk When they clip all of your Christmas thoughts There's no giving when they take what you got Placed in the crop circle, doc with a smock, see Art what we drop, shopping cart with Da Vinci Whimpering, leave that risk to your Joeu Wrist full of stone, lapidate if they pass me the smoke I'm strapped and irate, daps from the fake Get me mad and I contemplate irrational mode Don't think about nada, strung you by your collar The flow father who balanced out his chromosomes proper I'm going home partner like Posada, they talk beef But toss the ensalada, peep the blue Impala There's arrogant cops who stay intruding Can't stop the 47 like protagonist in Absolution Them wack rappers who track-eluding Critic is a random student who use the Era as a new rap influence Faster than ransom shootings or some cancer fluid I still kill and you can't joeu it.

It's my nigga Pop from the barbershop told me he was in the gamblin spot and heard the intricate plot niggas wanna stick you like fly paper neighbour slow down love please chill drop the caper remember them niggaz from the hill up in Brownsville that you nadass dice wit smoked the blunts and got nice wit yeah my nigga Fame up in Prospect nah dem my niggas nah love wouldn't disrespect I didn't say dem, they school be bout some niggas that you knew from back when, when you was clockin minor figures Now they heard you blowin up like nitro know they wanna stick the knife through your windpipe slow.

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Nyck Caution] This ain't Quidditch but you know the snitch get caught Then get bitched like the bitch she brought, jooey your fit then walk When they clip all of your Christmas thoughts There's no giving when they take what you got Placed in the crop circle, doc with a smocksie Art what we drop, dropping car with Da Vinci, whimpering Leave that risk to your Pros Wrist full of stone, lapidate if they pass me the smoke I'm strapped and irate, daps from the fake Get me mad and I contemplate irrational mode Don't think about nada, strung you by your collar The flow father who balanced out his chromosomes proper I'm going home partner like Posada, they talk beef But toss the ensalada, peep the blue Impala There's arrogant cops who stay intruding Can't stop the 47 like protagonist in Absolution Them wack rappers who track-eluding Critic is a random student who use the era as a new rap influence Badaws than ransom shootings or some cancer fluid I still kill and you can't lose it.

Nothing but a fucking disgrace, nigga [Verse 3: I see some purple stems and orange hairs Could it be the Humble mixed with Maui? Yo, Badass don't act or pretend, back at it again Hit it from the back, she a addict within I got her on some shit like "I'm a get tatted for him" She a ride or die, slim, when she in the badasss Remember it like it was yesterday Another case of "I fucked your bitch, nigga" but a more clever way Quarter in the room to elevate, jody if you ever may Slip then hit her on the hip where the Beretta stay Catch me somersaulting my eyelids Awakened from a dream, just perceived how I live So it's make believe, rather unique Lavish, sweet all live in a rapper physique Hit up a show then after retreat back to the telly with freaks Pack up a bowl and we ain't even eat But we got a appetite for cookie creases and treats And they all got tricks up they sleeve.

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