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Sunny Days

アーティスト:Young Jeezy 

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I'm killing these niggas man this shit ain't fair Give me the death penalty the electric chair, I'm in an electric coupe With the electric roof Its electric blue With the electric top, Just gives me a rush yeah electric shock, And that mother fucker Crip'N got that navy seats, Catch me riding round town with a navy piece, Got the FN rifle yeah that navy heat ha ha, She gone off that goose told me call her cranberry, I traded in the scale for a new blackberry, I'm so confident damn right i'm so sure, A hood nigga straight turned entrepreneur, I'm killing these niggas The games in trouble but helps on the way, This for my niggas that move a brick every day ( i am killing these niggas) Still the realist nigga in it thats all i can say When on the highway this is what you play ( i am killing these niggas) The games in trouble but helps on the way, This for my niggas that move a brick every day (i am killing these niggas) Still the realist nigga in it thats all i can say When on the highway this is what you play I gave em everything i had yeah thats all i got And if that ain't enough then give me back my pot Give me back my block, give me back my life Give me back my days, give me back my ways Why pay to get it catered i can chef it myself, Why let em get the extras i can stretch it myself 62 bring a hundred back nigga whats happenin? I swear to God its even after you take it off the napkin I done see more off white than a dentist, got a A in science class yeah i shoulda been a chemist Or Young the veterinarian i play with the birds Still the realest nigga in it thats my motha fuckin word


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