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estoy suave, more cash Entra a mi cuenta y no se quiere soltar Ya tengo mis amigos No quiero ni uno mas Logico La Shell me pide gas (Gas gas gas) La Shell
like crackers I'll make it for A that's bro I'll make it for P as well We still gotta keep it in the low We bringing the gas like Shell We bringing
boy like crackers I'll make it for A that's bro I'll make it for P as well We still gotta keep it in the low We bringing the gas like Shell We
for the next pic Say cheese, sticky green like the kid Ice Nicholson, it shining Steak dinner, fine dining You fake, you lying Gas Shell, quit whining
I'm on the corner serving gas no shell Wet a nigga block 12 find no shells I leave no evidence trace or trail Even if we get caught we ain’t
the gas she'll scoot When ya dance, I'm on ya When ya walk, I'm on ya When ya moan, I'm on ya I'm that +Nasty Dog+ and I tried to warn ya To the 'tel,
deaf still to the hoots Of breaking gas shells Dropping softly behind But limped on blood shod All went lame all went blind Gas quick boys
deaf still to the hoots Of breaking gas shells Dropping softly behind But limped on bloodshed All went lame all went blind Gas quick boys
I'm in the golden realm Back then felt hopeless I was living in a hell Lived inside a shell no gas I needed help Now I move with class I rebelled
The music she plays is so heavy Her foots on the gas But she'll kick your ass Baby wants to rock she wants it fast I want a rock n roll lady Dont give me no
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots Of gas-shells dropping softly behind. Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling Fitting the clumsy helmets
we’ll be on though Chicago bitch all the way straight from Milano Born in Milano I was raised in Chicago Got gas like shell, they bustin shells hella
cuori su un turbo s Vuole il gas come la shell Non ho mai preso un jet Ho preso solo Hi-Tech Questa droga è Givenchy La vuoi addosso su di te Non ho mai
the office Doing 12s really came from hell Thought we fail really thought we tell Oh what's that you smell got the gas like shell Loading up that super bowl
the fucking gas) I said they call me shell I got sauce like soup (Got the sauce like soup) You smoke boof You sell boof (Selling all the boof) All your
Wait, baby I'm on my way Little fucked up, I'm drunk in the triple A And I got gas like Shell Baby got new Chanels Rolling up might as well What
fucking Well These niggas they cotton Pillow marshmallow I'm too concrete Bitch I'm to shell We got the gas for the low But the za for high 93 unleaded My
Whoa whoa Huh uh huh Yea yea yea yea yea yea yea Uh Still saying bun b forgive me Lord please pray for my enemies Gas like shell or the bp Still
Baby this a purpose fishtail Premium gas, BP, Shell Hoes got some nerve for laughing "He-he" hell, the hate running through your blood in every cell
and pluck your eyes And the water crush your Shell And the natural gas will burn your ass And blow you all to hell Oh, the seas will not be silent While
"You already know what it is Mane, it's-" I'm out of my shell, bringing that gas, I hope that your shell ain't too hollow Just stay to myself, and I
gas, smoke that gas nigga that's the shells Rip the bitch Rip the bitch Rip the bitch Rip the bitch Rip the bitch Rip the bitch Rip the bitch Rip
diamonds yea they choke Glaciers yea they crash the boat Gilligan I'm afloat Fuck on a bih that remote She smoke that gas she'll choke Pop her a bean she
shell Yeah yeah Smoking on gas expensive weed Rolling big blunts full of hashish I'm in Paris vive la vie Whole team balling like athletes How the fuck
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