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ashes to ashes - indo g lyrics

[intro: k*rock]
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
how many motherf*ckin’ n*ggas ride with us
prophet haters imitaters wanna k!ll me
you jealous motherf*ckin’ b*tches better feel me

ashes to ashes, dust to dust
how many motherf*ckin’ n*ggas ride with us
prophet haters imitaters wanna k!ll me
these jealous motherf*ckin’ b*tches better feel me

[verse 1: k*rock]
oh sh*t, got (?) angel dust
how many motherf*ckin’ n*ggas wanna ride with us
how many motherf*ckin’ n*ggas wanna die with us
how many b*tch made n*ggas crossed us
pull yo nig in the ultima, ski mask (?) when a n*gga blast
when you f*ckin’ with a prophet you never last
when you run up on the curb n*gga don’t pass
k*rock in that motherf*cker creepin’
catchin’ enemies when they sleepin’
next put that b*tch in the back seat
(?) to the (?), n*gga peep me
i’ll blow up the world if you touch me
n*gga f*ck (?) start bustin’

[verse 2: indo g]
mama saved me. i’m being the side of death (?)
i know i gotta die but i’m not ready, time is heaven
n*ggas i’m f*ckin’ with i pet ’em, now i’m no hoe
smokin’ blunts with the ghost of makaveli in my chevy
gangsta dreams got me wishin’ i’m reachin’ famous
lonely schemes, here’s yo perfect (?)
deadly ambitions got my rap game (?) becomin’ bl**dy
problem they got me tryin’ to make a k!llin’ for my money

[hook: k*rock]
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
how many motherf*ckin’ n*ggas ride with us
prophet haters imitaters wanna k!ll me
you jealous motherf*ckin’ b*tches better feel me

ashes to ashes, dust to dust
how many motherf*ckin’ n*ggas ride with us
prophet haters imitaters wanna k!ll me
these jealous motherf*ckin’ b*tches better feel me

[verse 3: koopsta knicca]
grab the gauge, c*ck the handle back quickly then pull it
n*ggas claimin’ they k!ll but all the time trick they wouldn’t
couldn’t cl!ck like a maniac, crack the slug that’s how i react
(?) just to watch how quick this pimp react
(?) b*tch bow down
this horrified (?) leave ya rotten underground
talk that shirrt about this pimp and trick don’t know of what you cost
rip the tops of the buildings off, chuck ’em at the people in the park

[verse 4: indo g]
i’m an angel cryin’ tears of blood, my (?) thugs
resurrected from deep in the abyss of the babylon, my kingdom comes
my third eye’s open, i’m scopin’ the missions, vision advanced like robocop
you can’t stop it, check my topics; deep like fiber optics
gotta get with yo kind, smoke a joint, take a sip of the wine
(?) i’m breakin’ the b*tches alive, campaign
from the front to the back of the cadillac (?)
(?) we got the champagne with a b*tch in the back
we got a reason to jack him, we got strapped up and see us a (?)
when i creep in the zone (?) pop a n*gga dead in the dome

[hook: k*rock]
ashes to ashes, dust to dust
how many motherf*ckin’ n*ggas ride with us
prophet haters imitaters wanna k!ll me
you jealous motherf*ckin’ b*tches better feel me

ashes to ashes, dust to dust
how many motherf*ckin’ n*ggas ride with us
prophet haters imitaters wanna k!ll me
these jealous motherf*ckin’ b*tches better feel me

- indo g lyrics

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