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Gravechill - Hate Lyrics

1 HATE Lyrics[Intro: Skinny Pimp]
Money mo, money mo, niggas on the track with dope
I was only 14, slangin on some Dial soap
Tryna break a junkie bitch and then I get my dick sucked
Why you runnin' you cocksucker, bitch my pockets swoled up
Gravechill

[Verse: Skinny Pimp]
Money mo, money mo, niggas on the track with dope
I was only 14, slangin on some dial soap
Tryna break a junkie bitch and then I get my dick sucked
Why you runnin' you cocksucker, bitch my pockets swoled up
I was into gamblin', nigga hit the concrete
When I knock the socks off, you can talk yo ass off
I was into gamblin', nigga hit the concrete
When I knock the socks off, you can talk yo ass off
Mane, I hate the police, lawyers got mе sowed up
Now every timе you see them crooked bitches, fire that thang up
Ghetto ass nigga, from a ghetto ass neighborhood
I'm ready to kill, steal, trill nigga, I ain't got no love

I woke up in the morning, smokin breakfast, got me dazed
I threw on my khaki shirt, OG style, baby doo-doo braids
I'm plottin on these sissy suckas, they run they grip constantly
My road dawg Lil John strapped with "M"
For one, we faithful to the streets
Because I grew up with not shit up in my frigerator
Sometime I hustle from the circle, put food on my table
I'm down to die on my time, it was for me I own
You talkin gankin
Adios, partner, show you wrong
I woke up in the morning, smokin breakfast, got me dazed
I threw on my khaki shirt, OG style, baby doo-doo braids
I'm plottin on these sissy suckas, they run they grip constantly
My road dawg Lil John strapped with "M"
For one, we faithful to the streets
Because I grew up with not shit up in my frigerator
Sometime I hustle from the circle, put food on my table
I'm down to die on my time, it was for me I own
You talkin gankin
Adios, partner, show you wrongYou might also like