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Drugs N Guns (Ft. Equal)
- //#SURV/ 0:43
- Drugs and guns, hugging sluts, running drugs,
- Thugs fucking butts of disgusting cunts,
- No ones courteous in the dirty slums,
- Shooting both birds and guns at the feds,
- G's is brain dead from being so tainted,
- Their conscience faded to nonsense from the painted
- Picture that they need to be wasted,
- Shit is crazed man, weed, green, girls naked,
- It's a shame, damn, so many tryna make it,
- So many kids, no friends, just need a blanket,
- But they only get shit to get em' fainted,
- Homies pit eachother into situations
- That could get em' erased, its,
- Amazin', everyone is laced with,
- A gat to blast and a strap and a mask,
- Yo, fuck it, I ain't gonna be an ass who smokes grass
- And even if it means poverty, I won't tote crack,
- (#HOOK/ 1:32)
- Drugs N guns, two different views,
- The tale of two who need to choose,
- Take the criminal path? Or stay the same,
- This is Drugs N Guns, two people who played the game,
- (#EQUAL/ 1:44)
- Drugs N Guns, nigga, thugs and hugs,
- Chillin' with my bugs, you know them slugs,
- High on some green, no turnin' back,
- Worked hard for this shit, nigga, don't fuckin' slack,
- Red eyes, med lies,
- Prescriptions,
- Conniptions,
- Got this thot in my room,
- Thinkin' 'bout stickin',
- Some KFC sounds good right about now,
- (mmm, fried chicken)
- Nigga, this the life,
- Fuck that shit in the past,
- Hol' on, you got a wife?
- Shit spinnin' 'round, dark room, no light,
- Too stoned to get it anyway,
- It's dinner time, lettin' all my niggas grab a plate,
- I just think this could be my fate,
- Fuckin' hell, such a debate
- Did that guy give me Tylenol?
- ..or was it coke?
- fuck, nigga, I'm too stoned
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