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You are watching: A thousand miles hard in the paint

Lex LugerThat nigga Lex LugerFlocka!I go hard in the motherfucking paint, niggaLeave you stinking, nigga, what the fuck you thinking, nigga?I won't die for this shit or what the fuck I sayFront yard, wide day with the SKSee Gucci, that's my motherfucking niggaI hang in the 'Dale via them Hit Squad killersWaka Flocka Flame, one hood-ass niggaRiding real slow-moving, bfinishing corners, my nigga (Flocka!)Got a primary bitch (And?) acquired a mistress and anxiety (What else?)A couple girlfriends, I'm so hood-richKeep my dick difficult (Yeah) and store me smokingYou'll acquire bills totally free, shawty, no joking (Real talk)And what I stand also for? (Flocka!) Brick Squad (Brick Squad)I'ma die for this shawty, guy, I swear to GodIn the trap via some killers and some hood niggasWhere you at? Wright here you trap? You ain't hood, nigga (Bow!)Keep this shit 300, put that shit on my hood (Flocka)Crips fucking through me, G's and the Vice Lords (Brrrrrrr)Esé and amigos freestyle off the domeBrick Squad, Waka Flocka Flame is fucking residence (Flocka!)
I go hard in the motherfucking paint, niggaLeave you stinking, nigga, what the fuck you reasoning, nigga?I won't die for this shit or what the fuck I say (Brick Squad)Front yard, broad day via the SKSee, Gucci, that's my motherfucking niggaI hang in the 'Dale with them Hit Squad killersWaka Flocka Flame, one hood-ass niggaRiding real slow, bfinishing corners, my niggaWhat's up, pussy nigga? (What's up?)What's up, punk nigga? (What's up?)They obtained on that niggaMake your momma's momma miss out on youHope you got your killers via youHope you acquired your niggas via youHope your goons riding with youThey gon' fucking miss you, niggaNigga via a perspective like Eaze and CubeWhen my bit brvarious other died, I said: "Fuck school!"I picked the burner up, then I grabbed some marijuanaTwo years later, screaming: "Now I'm below, your honor!"Glock 9, the SK, if you want the beefShawty, allude blank array, I'll put your ass to sleepShawty, talk is cheap, so watch what you sayBroad day in the air favor this shit legal (Flocka!)


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