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invisn - heaven كلمات أغنية

[intro: al pacino]
who are you carrying all those bricks for anyway?
god? is that it? god?
well i tell you, let me give you a little inside information about god
god likes to watch, he’s a prankster
think about it
he gives man instincts
he gives you this extraordinary gift

[verse 1: lil gin]
i’m from that north memphis area
where pimp n_ggas packin’ the, heat under the seat
dippin’ sweets, bumpin’ doja
we tearin’ up the f_ckin’ club, rollin’ so clean on them fours
thick as h_ll on beale street, where you can f_ck on the first night, hoes
everywhere n_ggas is tryna get paid
the game is: you play or played
k!llers in my town, we layin’ em down with a rusty twelve gauge
i got much love, for the h_double_o_d i grew in
i will win, many stangs on any trick b_tch tryna cross my clan
throw yo s_e_t ‘cuz the nashville cr’izz’ips got my back
hurtsvillage, woodlawn, smokey city, watkins
9th street n_ggas jackin’ tracks
what yo’ hood like? is it rough? is it tough?
we got girls and gold grills, and n_gga we ain’t afraid to bust
i’m project born, runnin’ from the police ain’t no thang
i mastered all that sh_t, as a young n_gga shootin’ at the junkie;
knocks on the back porch tryna run out with my bricks
put some money back into the ghetto, while you standin’ tall
don’t forget where you came from, ‘cuz you can’t fall
[verse 2: lil gin]
hangin’ on the curb, with my gauge in a garbage can
my hand on my d_ck, for the freaky b_tches lovin’ playa
sh_t, you can call me gin, ‘cuz i’m liquor store bound
i hit a junkie with some crumb_numb, n_gga, get a pint of crown
hangin’ on the curb, with my gauge in a garbage can
my hand on my d_ck, for the freaky b_tches lovin’ playa
sh_t, you can call me gin, ‘cuz i’m liquor store bound
i hit a junkie with some crumb_numb, n_gga, get a pint of crown

- invisn

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