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lirik lagu sensei $moke feat.herbindika - supernatural

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[verse 1: sensei $moke] man i hate this gerneration swear i’m running out of patience.money to be made i’m working like ah haitian.yea she twerkin she ant waiten she pop it fore the zoe’s but she do this sh-t fore satan,dancen fore them dollers yea she dancen fore some pradas she think ha -ss ah model but she just ah homie hopper,she ah team player and she played fore sum baller whenever i call her she pop up and drop that top bra,lifes ah b-tch when you ant got sh-t,watch them faces change when you stacked them chips.watch them lames switch when u get up out this b-tch,more to the world than gettin high scratching yo d-ck thease n-ggas lost it all thease false prophets,all that out of time loose all that profit. you look sick no wait you look gothic,mobin wit my n-ggas we ah problem each one teach one ,one slip and we got’em f-ck thease n-ggas b-tch i’m johnnie cochran
[verse 2: herb indika] got ah box of them ports don’t axe fore no shorts ,if i’m playen full court then thease n-ggas is dead,2 xans to the head b-tch open them legs,b-tch give me that head i’m taken it of ,i’m taken off to the deepest of planes,we ant playen no games these n-ggas is lame.we k!llen you lames we changen the game must be ah glitch in the system,made to die in the system if we die tonight f-ck if we liven right.pray i don’t die in gehenna made it without ah suspender tryna k!ll all my contenders.amen praise to the gods,mob like city of gods.you n-ggas ah joke smokin pounds of mid we grew up poe as f-ck but look like rich kids.b-tch suck my kids now that’s somes sh-t fore yo kids kids n-ggas rather be dead collecting dead presidents.white tall tees grew up on ebt’s now i’m tryna stack gee’s fore the world to see burie me wit gee’s , gee’s for the top i can take off swear to god thease n-ggas way off f-ck u mean it gone pay off swear to god thease n-ggas way off,f-ck you mean it’s gone pay of, f-ck u mean by anymeans i go toe to toe wit any one of you knockoffs. poppen xanax till i f-cken doze of criss cross apple sauce when i’m gettin topped off


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