Judge Dredd
Klevo Mud
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I just want that nigga dead F*ck how you play it Even if we slip up we aint talking to da feds First time I went a mission Nigga I was scared Smokin Ghost OG I be talking to dead We got za za packs of lil bra in the Hood We smoke the dead I got EDD hittin right now We just need to find some heads Im in Houston with my cousin stone This bitch came from the Feds Its a .45 and he call it Judge Just like Joseph Dredd I keep chops around 1 Hit to yo face Take off yo head He keep wock Around But if it ain't purple he like the red I like the feed the team But if you bite my hand I take yo head I gave the hoe a bean then told that hoe Come here and give me head I been hittin good Just me and two more niggas Ed and Edd I been zoolin wit my zombies you know I f*ck with the dead Mama asked me why I see dead People I should be scared I'm in my old house I'm smoking wit Billy Had bitches scared I cant play round with dat nigga If I see him he gotta go I'm running on the Star But if you my opp better leave da O Ima slow trapper I like gram for gram And letting it go Ion like sellin Ps Everybody want that Za but cant pay 4 You know I'm off the drugs I'm Smoking on Za I call it dope You know we got the drugs Got Weed and codiene We got that coke I'm all in Mount Dora on 700 block Wit Kilo Koke I'm all in Eatonville wit Osama n Strap We all got poles Bad bitch want me beat up ha back And tear her throat I cannot cap I spit facts on the track These niggas know Was 17 and I knew 5 niggas dead That took a toll I be sliding Eating up freeways I'm runnin tolls 438 I'm posted right on da block Live down the road Mama told me sittin dont on dem Bricks I still was on em Hardhead I was a badasss jit And I was on it Then we grew up and start gettin on that money We still be on it Yeah that nigga got that lil ahh lick But we still on em Big Wood smoked a big ass opp He was 200 Big stick that my dawg jus bought It hold 100 He had 80 in that bitch But I shot 50 and it done it nigga I just want that nigga dead F*ck how you play it Even if we slip up We aint talking to the feds First time I went a mission Nigga I was scared Smokin Ghost OG I be talking to dead We got za za packs of lil bra in the hood We smoke the dead I got EDD hittin right now We just need to find some heads Im in Houston wit my cousin stone This bitch came from the Feds Its a .45 and he call it Judge Just like Joseph Dredd I keep chops around I hit to yo face take off yo head We keep wock around But if it ain't purple We like that red I like to feed the team But if you bite my hand I take yo head I gave that hoe a bean and told that Hoe Come here and give me head
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