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every 8 shot pt. 2 - cece spin da block & smokey wit a z lyrics

[verse 1: smokey wit a z]
b*tch, if he jacking the 8 to the gates
yeah i’m smoking on (who)
yeah it’s that stupid n*gga oct b*tch
how you crashin v’s and sh*t
like that n*gga ain’t nothing and never lit
if he did that sh*t over again
can’t fall in love with a b*tch
ayo 2 we smoking your father
ayo error we smoking your mother
[verse 2: cece spin da block]
dumb little b*tches on my d*ck feel like your others like
how he talking on sh*t that ain’t even his
you need to mind your own bis
keep talking about me and je’s break up
that n*gga need to get smacked up
every 8 shot, i carry the entire 4 gang on my d*ck
p*ssy’s be rapping and capping bout sh*t
b*tch i got that milk just like some trix’s
how she dissing the 4 if she don’t even know them

- cece spin da block smokey wit a z lyrics

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