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hard 2 find - trippjones lyrics

blaow!
hitting that ink, i drank
crucifix
tied
to a noose
finna watch you hang
body count
play a tape
devilish
world pain
yeah, i knew you hate that sound
b*tch
bull
sh*izz*it ends
got a place
for your ditch
body still
freaky hits
in my thoughts, i dig one up
then i make a n*gga dig a plot
made his soul rush
body slow
on the f*cking blunts
still gotta tweak
be a conscious
bl**dy afro, blunt sh*t
bullsh*t, my sh*lls hit
selling me
and that bullsh*t that i hear
never ever end with me
straight from the world peace
(verse 3: freddie dredd)

all around the world
b*tches dead, i make them hurl
chillin’ with my f*cking girl
double team, that rob a pearl
off her neck, slit, dip
don’t stop, i’ma get the guap’
freddie never gonna flop
creeping up and k!lling cops
tool strapped up
get some buck, till i’m stuck
heavy metal, pushin’ weight, guess who gonna die today?
i’m a runnin’ man, i’m a gunner, man
you’s a p*ssy, fam
f*ck you think, you boujee man?
popping out ya mama’s van
i got two whole toolies
busting glocks, i f*cking knew it
i’m the one that f*cking grew it
you the one that f*cking blew it
i’m gonna finish it, you better run it b*tch
give it up now, give it up or else you gonna drown
hold the phone, now you get it all alone
watch your f*cking tone, why you acting like a drone?
try to run up, you better get your gun up
don’t f*cking test me, i let the gods bless me

- trippjones lyrics

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