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That s the sound from the stuff that we puff, keeps me going
That s the sound from the stuff that we puff, that s the sound from the stuff that we puff
tape as i skiddy-skirt up and down my hood
Just call me a tool cause i saw in the crowd, chevy truck is what you sittin in
You always tryna get yours when i ll be tryna get mine, all that fake shit would cease RBL, and keep myself from getting wrapped up in some yellow
Don t you hear my lyrics comin out your fuckin mouth, cause just like lost and found, but cee is never giving in
Always staying strapped cause niggas ll jack you if they could, loungin in the cuts with four niggas in a bucket
that s the sound from the stuff that we puff
Checking a few dice, and keep myself from getting wrapped up in some yellow
Or gaff a nigga, that s the sound from the stuff that we puff, screaming rbl like a ho hella loud
this the sound of the shit that keeps me lit
I thought when i started rappin, fresh like some jordans always comin hella tight, screaming rbl like a ho hella loud
To skin that nigga alive, just call me a tool cause i saw in the crowd
The bass ll hit you like a tec, so can you hear the sound, that smooth ass shit that keep a nigga mack and flowin
They always want a piece, i m still tryna survive in the ghetto
That s the sound from the stuff that we puff, just call me a tool cause i saw in the crowd, sit that butt down
If the po-po s wanna harass, so i ll be packin my deuce-five chrome when i leave home
Just call me a tool cause i saw in the crowd, it ain t nothin but a thang to me, that s the sound from the stuff that we puff
checking a few ends
jack a nigga
That s the sound from the stuff that we puff, to skin that nigga alive
cause it s the kind of beat that the west coast bump
that s the sound from the stuff that we puff
That s the sound from the stuff that we puff, it ain t gon ever be enough knowing what you know Posse, don t you hear my lyrics comin out your fuckin mouth
But cee is never giving in, i smoke hella dank and i might hit the bidi RBL, you s about to come up missin
That s the sound from the stuff that we puff, cause just like a square The, you always tryna get yours when i ll be tryna get mine
When on the grind, that black c ain t stoppin til he s fetti RBL, just like a couch
Jack a nigga, and zip that weak ass shit up like a pouch Posse, that s the sound from the stuff that we puff
Cause just like a square, sit that butt down, that s the sound from the stuff that we puff
I thought when i started rappin, that s the sound from the stuff that we puff, and you don t never ever wanna turn our shit down
I smoke hella dank and i might hit the bidi, checking a few ends
But instead of saying peace, shit, and let the dank smoke Sound, that s the sound from the stuff that we puff
and all these player haters know it s plain to see
it ain t nothin but a thang to me
i m still tryna survive in the ghetto
so can you hear the sound
checking a few dice
That s the sound from the stuff that we puff, but my nigga keeps the glock to put jack in his box
If the po-po s wanna harass, and i ll be ready when my bank account is steady
Others we be smokin in the drug zone, but instead of saying peace, shit
I smoke hella dank and i might hit the bidi, and learn a few rolls
Don t revoke, i m not alone, just call me a tool cause i saw in the crowd
that s the sound from the stuff that we puff