$crim - First 48 [Prod. by DJ Scrim] | Текст песни

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• First 48 [Prod. by DJ Scrim]

[Verse 1]
RIP to my homie, you still ride in that Lexus
Sell them pills in New Orleans
Get them shipped straight from Texas
Sippin' that mud, my mind chopped and screwed
Bitch I came from the bottom, I can only improve
Wake up and grind for that fortune
Got some kush that's important
First 48, where the corpses?
Hit that lick on his mortgage
I'm the shit bitch, no toilet
Got some bitches that's gorgeous
Got a few that's deported, smell that murder New Orleans
My mind is influenced, that molly gave me endurance
Only fuck with the purest, ridin' around no insurance
This is the first 48 and I'm killin' these bitches
This is the first 48 and I'm killin' these bitches

[Hook]
This the first 48, this the first 48
This the first 48, this the first 48

[Verse 2]
I'm from the city of murder, hit the block and smell death
Got a Glock in his pocket, AK on the shelf
Come knock on the door if you front overdue
Either rap or sell drugs, don't know what else to do
So now we kick in the door, turn off the lights
It's robbery time, just hit my lick for the night
Only real in my circle, ain't no hoes in my group
First 48, body bagging the goo
The good die young, they say we livin' too fast
So I'm bumpin' Rick Ross, they wanna hold me back
The good die young, they say we livin' too fast
So I'm bumpin' Rick Ross, they wanna hold me back

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