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dead wrong - ez longway lyrics

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we some certified real n*ggas
outside in the field n*gga
i know n*ggas whipping white
like how it feel n*gga

i got on my chain but ain’t no slaving me
bust down like i made it
boy don’t play with me
try to take it off my neck

boy that’s a head stone
if i get blood up on these diamonds
stepping out with red stones
it look funny how he running

it look like the flinstones
ain’t got no money why you fronting
boy you know you dead wrong
whole lot of g’s in here

love my n*ggas my n*ggas gone slide
cause we in here
whole lot of cheese in hеre
whole lot of ice makе em freeze in here

whole lot of smoke can’t see in here
five percent can’t see in here
you know you we gone slide out
drop the window at his hideout

ten four when we get em gone
need some info just to get us gone
tip toe when i’m in home
(i would never fold) gotta stay real until i die

we some certified real n*ggas
outside in the field n*gga
i know n*ggas whipping white
like how it feel n*gga

i got on my chain but ain’t no slaving me
bust down like i made it
boy don’t play with me
try to take it off my neck

boy that’s a head stone
if i get blood up on these diamonds
stepping out with red stones
it look funny how he running

it look look like the flinstones
ain’t got no money why you fronting
boy you know you dead wrong
tell em get behind me

roll the windows down
swing the bin with this iron piece
came up out the dirt this pistol dirty
i done found piece 130 soakin wet

but i dare em try to try me
only real n*ggas only
can’t no f*ck n*gga sign me
my n*ggas ain’t try be like pac

but they really live that thug
i seen a lot of bodies drop
from n*ggas tryna live that thug life
we some certified real real n*ggas

outside in the field n*gga
i know n*ggas whipping white
like how it feel n*gga
i got on my chain but ain’t no slaving me

bust down like i made it
boy don’t play with me
try to take it off my neck
boy that’s a head stone

if i get blood up on these diamonds
stepping out with red stones
it look funny how he running
it look look like the flinstones

ain’t got no money why you fronting
boy you know you dead wrong

- ez longway lyrics

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