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Surf & Turf Lyrics - Artist : Alchemist, The
[Boldy James:]
Where we at with it? Blockworks, let's get it Slums of Detroit, drugs from the port, plugged with the source Gun in my shorts, blood was the sport Jumped from the porch, hung like a horse, Ones with the Force Drunk in a Porsche, trunk full of corpse Dump with the torch, run for the Ford, love for my daughter Son was the fourth, youngin' on the run with a warrant Motherfuck a judge and the courts, club full of dorks Got it out the mud in my 'ports, had to let the love run its course Cousin up North, plugged in New York Plugged on the Coast, doves and them storks, tub full of dope Road trips to Ypsi', what's good with the coke? Real niggas like Nipsey give a hood nigga hope Dub with the smoke, got about a dub in my coat Ain't even on the flyer but think I'm in love with the host Glove on the toast, this for all my cousins and folks Bloods and my locs, they know I'ma thug 'til I croak That's how we comin' Overlord status, I be slummin' My son think that I don't love 'em, he don't know his daddy thuggin' Said, "I been out here since a youngin'" Runnin' up a check, thumbin' stuffing hundreds in that Drummond These niggas know that's how we comin' It ain't no future in your frontin' when my shooters get to dumbin' You know my crew ain't missin' nothin' Over them bloopers and them pumpkins, niggas know that's how we comin' 1st through the 3rd, 15th through the 31st 31 3rd, big 3, and my dirty Squirt Burnin' sherm, me and Nick Speed, here you heard it first Curtis Curb, niggas cook beef like it's surf |
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