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letter to my dead opps - tpseastsidewill lyrics

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n*gga talkin crazy (ha) it time too bring them chopped out n*gga want some beef with me i shoot up they mama house o sh*t did he go catch

him put him on the floor three choppa on the floor any mini mining mo n*gga won’t some beef wit me b*tch you know i’m on the lowend. play

crazy iam gone hang you like a hang men three word i’m gone pull up like candyman f*ck a n*gga drop that n*gga we’re that n*gga stand shoot the choppa going crazy call me peter pan standing over a n*gga why my eyes

turning red let a n*gga play crazy shoot him in the head. ha im a shiesty n*gga once dat 40 too yo don ain’t no begging n*gga tps 38 we go crazy

n*gga (we go crazy n*gga) f*ck a vis we doing head shot somebody come and put they f*ckin men’s up n*gga sneak dissing gone get they kids touch how i’m feeling idont give noo f*ck come around my gang better

have that jesus piece we higher jesus be if you lookin for me n*gga you noo were i be 53206 that the murder scene gang in this b*tch they believe

in me east in this b*tch talkin about pc east burleigh that the devil street

n*gga trying to talk crazy choppa leave a n*gga shaking could’ve caught ? but he had his baby i’m ain’t gone say too much n*gga get around d’s

hoes and talk too me i’m not gone say to much n*gga get around d’s hoes and talk too much

- tpseastsidewill lyrics

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