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He Lay f. SKO & Liffy Stokes

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He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay L E G I T Ballaz Screamin' stop killin' for dollars From G I, from the South to the West side From the D I and where I love, Darkside, I forever got my pride Forever guide my guys to a better mind state or phase To replace all the wicked ideas erased All the fears about the payroll, what you say Lo about Sko We representin' the Chi, do or die for real Niggaz caps gettin' twist off, they tops for real The conflict's in the hearts of many men for real The convicts in the Pen holdin' plenty steel Niggaz know they house bigger but they play in the field Tabasco ain't gon' let it ride though, let my brother fat folk I thrill for the kill, smoke me a [unverfied] Never runnin' from the mill, boy, I'm runnin' the field It's the eternal, Lord, feel cemeteries revealed Prophecies, prophetcized stuff bein' fulfilled And to another man I'll never kneel Until I see Allah, fate's comin' from the wheel And baby girl, you can check it, you can dig it here If yo nigga try to test it, you can bet it He'll be in a grave, he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay It's Liffy Stokes with the sticky smoke Quick to shoot a muthafucka down if he choke Never see me in yo city broke, in the club spendin' 50 notes Leave with 50 girls and 50 folks and we all tote scopes Guarded like the Pope 'cuz we got that bomb on the dope G-stacks in our coat, niggaz ask, we ain't hoes Just to afloat with me, I'm livin' lovely Baby, come on and relax with a folk All my mackateers know why we ride down Cliqued-up, pick the bitch up bumpin' sounds Hurtin' the whole town with raw pound all around me ya dig The sounds off like a live 'round 22's on Fleet, peep my shine now I got a whole fuckin' nation that'll ride out And put yo lights out in a matter of minutes young nigga So it's best for you to be



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