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practice - louie ray lyrics

intro
its a wayne beat aight n*ggas can’t keep up with me now this sh*t is over
verse 1
n*ggas can’t keep up with me now this sh*t is over they done got a wift of real sh*t love the aroma. lean had lil brodie down for days not a coma. i had went to make a play but left a bag in oklahoma .ch ch ch ch ch. i was tripping okay i can crash how i wanaa .i i aight okay. i can crash how arrrrrrr n*gga. i can crash out and drive this b*tch fast how i wanna looking at the dash do the dash how i wanna. used to watch the junkies sit and do they work get they diploma. you know weed recreational i’m smoking how i wanna to much p*ssy in my face can’t even focus how i wanna to much weed can’t even roll how i wanna i drive around in hot cars can’t roll how i wanna. her p*ssy blew out i think she f*ck how she wanna. i could pour lean to where it bе to much when i wanna. into it the news gonе say a death not a. if we get into it the news gone say a death not a shootout .every time she arch her back her cat fire cuz its blew out. imma prolly still get up and trap no matter who out .not hard make the screw backs unscrew out. i could throw ice cubes on n*gga cool out its prolly already happening see a tool out .i can get to acting like a fool when the tool out. still order twenty thousand dollar pair of shoes i can lose count i been out here round this b*tch forever time to move out n*gga why you twisting up your fingers who you riding for got a better question for you who you dying for. n*ggas d*mn near do whatever let me sign a hoe. got a play on six zips of ice let me find a bow eating house of mac hoes meet me at the house of cat. got a spot to trap and i got a house where i relax. i feel like i took somebody spot who want it back. i could put somebody on today who wanna trap. d*mn near smoking imbombing fluid this a body pack. they was screaming number one till cutie got his body back (whistle)n*gga had to i know n*ggas who just really rappers drop fake bars think you put the kit up on the whip you got a fake car. my n*gga just got caught for being petty doing state bars. i might put designer on the whip and do a bape car. shoes look like air force ones with the bape star you could tell im from flint cuz i know a jake da flake bar react like a bread to fight pit without the face scar. see that ain’t me my brother got the face scar n*gga but we all pits. you know what i’m saying the bloodline a lil different. you know what i’m saying we out her we ain’t just barking yeah bite the sh*t out aright i use to meet n*ggas out in cambridge tryna sell cars n*ggas was speaking on me all that speaking on me made yo ass at a target ain’t in competition but playing with a quarter like im childish i was lost to but when the sauce in you you ah find it. when you finaly watch my documentary i be looking at my n*ggas like you m*th*f*cking shining. lil jay became coochie man call him dolemite sit all my m*th*f*cking money in a pile bet its shoulder height the way that sh*t keep going up i should hold the pint i like to record how i perform so i hold the mic i like the i just keep it real cuz it mold my life.you gotta know i ran it up fast never sold my life

- louie ray lyrics

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