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The Fiend Lyrics - Artist : Sheek Louch
(Ooh, shit...)
(That boy-that's a bad mother)
Gangsta shit, nigga
(Move out-move out of his way)
Dayzel, let 'em out
(That's thirty G)

[Sheek Louch:]
Uh, back on the block, loaded Glock in the bushes (Uh)
Couple workin' niggas but mostly be with them pushers
Niggas pullin' up askin' where the coke or kush is
Flower in her pussy take it out when she douches
Different breath on this track
Different gunner with me now, he shoot left with the MAC
Nothin' shiny when he clap, prefer that shit in black
I let the wolves eat the sheep, I just tell 'em where they at (Woof, woof)
Couple dollars and some real estate
Jealous niggas eat a dick 'cause I'm too real to hate
Me and my wife havin' lunch at the Garden State
Side bitch blowin' me up but she gon' have to wait
Everything I did, you know crime was in it
Rollie on my wrist but ain't no diamonds in it
Fuck a bust down, I'm too grown for that
Lawyer pickin' up the phone, he like, "What now?"
Think I give a fuck what they say outside?
Nigga, it's a reason that they stay outside
I be everywhere but move like I'm tryna hide
I be everywhere but move like I'm tryna hide
Nigga

[Heroin Pop

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