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Testo Hard Drugz
Testo Hard Drugz
Uh
Moving all the hard drugs
Uh
They do all the hard drugs
Moving all the hard drugs
Uh, yo
Sip the drink and never pop the perc' Back when I was coppin' work
That's before I knew what my time was worth
But now my job come with perks
You see me dodge the curse
I know it hurts worse than childbirth, uh
They say hindsight's 20/20
But now we twenty, drunk off that Mad Dog 20/20
Gun butt you and your buddy left with his smile gummy
No amount of money could make me funny style, beloved
Uh, fuck, excuse my grammar
I'm not a scrambler, it's delusions of grandeur
You wasn't moving grams, shooting handguns
Out the Navy blue Phantom
Whip the yay with the Arm and Hammer
You out here looking like Hammer Off the grid somewhere in New Hampshire
Shoot up your crib and bust moves like a dancer
I'm more beautiful than a panther, uh
When you was doodooing in your Pampers, we was giving users samples
Making music with samplers, using semantics
Made a few M's doodling in a pamphlet
The enigmatic nigga, there's no hack to this computer for answers
I was handpicked
Hairpin trigger on the blick, don't make me air shit
Bury you where bears shit
Get squared on the fit, I'm talkin' square biz
You know my circle's where no squares fit
Shit
They do all the hard drugs
Moving all the hard drugs
Uh
They do all the hard drugs
Moving all the hard drugs
Uh, yo
Sip the drink and never pop the perc' Back when I was coppin' work
That's before I knew what my time was worth
But now my job come with perks
You see me dodge the curse
I know it hurts worse than childbirth, uh
They say hindsight's 20/20
But now we twenty, drunk off that Mad Dog 20/20
Gun butt you and your buddy left with his smile gummy
No amount of money could make me funny style, beloved
Uh, fuck, excuse my grammar
I'm not a scrambler, it's delusions of grandeur
You wasn't moving grams, shooting handguns
Out the Navy blue Phantom
Whip the yay with the Arm and Hammer
You out here looking like Hammer Off the grid somewhere in New Hampshire
Shoot up your crib and bust moves like a dancer
I'm more beautiful than a panther, uh
When you was doodooing in your Pampers, we was giving users samples
Making music with samplers, using semantics
Made a few M's doodling in a pamphlet
The enigmatic nigga, there's no hack to this computer for answers
I was handpicked
Hairpin trigger on the blick, don't make me air shit
Bury you where bears shit
Get squared on the fit, I'm talkin' square biz
You know my circle's where no squares fit
Shit
They do all the hard drugs
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