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Жанры : west coast gangsta rap compton brian littrell howie dorough

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Lost & Sherm`ed out, triple gold Dan`s on the Coupe
Lost & Sherm`ed out, Tec-9 on my lap in a khaki suit
Lost & Sherm`ed out, if life was a drug I`d pay the loot
Lost & Sherm`ed out, and when the C`s kicks off I`m the first to shoot

[MAC-11]
I seem Lost & Sherm`ed out without a motherfucking doubt
But in the right state of the mind to take the motherfucking trash out
The trash in my enemy
See I don`t give no ?? I don`t care if you cants me
Cuz this rap is your warning
I creep when you`re yawning
Or when you`re fucking your bitch at 3 o`clock in the morning
Squeeze a Sherman and then I squeeze the trigger
Break out a handcuff
And take the life from a nigger
Climb up to the top of the roof
Sit on the edge and talk shit and jump
Cause my heart is pumping sherm juice
I thought they knew that I was hazardous
Watching me move like Steve Austin
And talk slower than a bastard
It`s getting kinda hot
I`m coming outta all my clothes
It`s kinda fuck all the hoes
And no matter how high I get
Don`t try to play me cause you get played like the O`Jays when I`m fuckin` your bitch

Lost & Sherm`ed out, bet to have that bitch so damned smooth
Lost & Sherm`ed out, I treat hoes like cats and kick `em on the roof
Lost & Sherm`ed out, roll up the bud and dip it in the juice
Lost & Sherm`ed out, and when you had it you`d swear you were bulletproof
Lost & Sherm`ed out

I baptize motherfuckers in gasoline
Let `em fly the loop
And blow they wig like Don King
Then peel they motherfucking skin back
Bury they asses so
And have`em burning like a hoodrat
Nigger - next is his hyna
See it`s the quiet to murderer
Shoot `em up fuck a Tec-9
I tie your ass through a glass house
Let the ass down
And drag your ass to your baby moma house
Somebody`s who be found chopped in pieces
Kill up - brothers and sisters, cousins, friends and nieces
Grandpops, moms, uncles they asses gotta go
So when I say: fuck it, put it the blunt gotta advise to hit the floor
We ain`t tripping on dime
Cause we already dead
Fool every soul that you see
Take up out of they forehead
And make `em one of us don`t no lie, get spared
Niggas is braggin` to hit to the wack
But fool I don`t care

Lost & Sherm`ed out, triple gold Dan`s on the Coupe
Lost & Sherm`ed out, Tec-9 on my lap in a khaki suit
Lost & Sherm`ed out, if life was a drug I`d pay the loot
Lost & Sherm`ed out, and when the C`s kicks off I`m the first to shoot
I was Lost & Sherm`ed out

Now I`m in the county
Looking at the walls
Playing with my balls
Washing out my drawers
Thinking about this damn situation that I`m in
Never did a nigga think he`ll make it to the pen
Hoes they left me
Got a nigga sad
Times got me stressin` on reminiscing about the hoes I had
But I ain`t tripping cause I`m shorter than a coffee table
I gotta break up some change, let`s ???? to find ???? able
Thinking anothers from the O.G`s
Nigga straight ballers selling chicken, birds and ki`s
Gangstas on lock down
With the hour of rat
And the cops treat a nigga with no kind of respect
No phone cars, I wish I can leave
They kicking me to the side like a hard piece of cheese
I`m kinda fucked up in my head
And freeway ??? out of my room with my last piece of bread

Lost & Sherm`ed out, triple gold Dan`s on the Coupe
Lost & Sherm`ed out, Tec-9 on my lap in a khaki suit
Lost & Sherm`ed out, if life was a drug I`d pay the loot
Lost & Sherm`ed out, and when the C`s kicks off I`m the first to shoot

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