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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Kometa |
| Album: | Doma | Genres: | Folk |
| Year: | 2006 |
Length: | 180 sec |
Lyrics:
All my gangs locked up In the cage locked up They don't want no smoke Breaking bread with you Double C this ain't no Gucci Hit the lick mama I’m Louis Fendi my hoodie, I’m Gucci Shooting my homie like Killy
R Kelly vibe My Cali life Opps be shooting at me I got the key and I pull up with stick Murder gang pull up stick and the beam Shoot up with stick and the beam Mama be missing me but I’m in the zone 6 is the code and I’m whipping the Porsche QP my coat and I’m spazzing the town Copy my sound, no
R Kelly vibe Diamonds on my bitches Keep my 40 Glock In my Birkin, brand new wack I'm in my hood, spin the block Sniper on roof, we ain't no li? I'm in the zone, shooter it's hard Bitch I’ma gang with th? slime Trap my life got me some money I want this sprite I sippin’ that hunnid Pop a lot Xanax one hunnid Don't remember night it so funny Yeah, I wanna smoke, I need a spot All kit in my bag, it so hard Now I need a lot, I need a lot For my gang, for my money
All my gangs locked up In the cage locked up They don't want no smoke Breaking bread with you Double C, this ain't no Gucci Hit the lick, Mama I’m Louis Fendi my hoodie, I’m Gucci Shooting my homie like Killy All my gangs locked up In the cage locked up They don't want no smoke Breaking bread with you Double C this ain't no Gucci Hit the lick mama I’m Louis Fendi my hoodie, I’m Gucci Shooting my homie like Killy
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