Noisy Boy - GONE IN DUST ( mathbonus prod. ) | Текст песни

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They told me never give up, when all that motherfucker come to take my
That what surprise that the didn’t come
Instead of this I was like fucked up bleedin out, and then dead and gone
This Lyrick runin out of me, and I cant hold tham.
My paper like a training camp man I gotta work that
Shit, tahey run away when dragstore open,
They try to find a pills, to make life longer nahh
That’s all bullshit from tha bad joke
You gotta get that stones from the store
Or you think im wrong?
Nah I think you fuckin right bruh
That’s why I still keep it in my mind but

Nigga I think you forghet your honor,
It sinks in 10 pounds of marihuana
Bad bitch that we callin carma
Lay up on the bad in the nirvana
Hand of god, like maradona
I rent it nigga by the houre
My life so I try to defend tower
AK power in the black hammer
Never talk to me like that, bitch
Im your master
I got a little secret. But fo real its so discusting
Like castl full of basterds I poster tham like Westbrook
I gotta a couple problems that’s why I bought that Smith and Westson
No trust to bitch arest tmen
I know that nothing is endless
In couple years no fuckin hi for those who now are fellas
NB in panamera, 200 hundred miles an hour
And I fuck that bitch, Till that bitch wanna take my power
Coz I’ve done it `

And, we gone in dust,
so now show me love,
i dont ask you about trust

Coz we gone in dust baby,
Thats the road to fuckin hell
So jst keep my hend


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