Drugstore

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yeah the dayton family back up in this bitch backstabber shoestring and that
 nigga bootmothafuckinzilla - bootleg gotta nigga rippin the flow flippin it
 slow got my foot back in the door here i go im motivated like im snortin the
 blow refuse to poor gheto life is all that i know big bag duffle bags toe tags
 nigga thats tryin to stop player profit bootzilla popem 36oz copin dope chopin
 labratory never stopin keep the crackheads hopin henen out the yae house when
 im in it on my block an 8th of rock sold every minite chicken heads im hitten
 fine birds through the mitten any ho that chose get her nose frost bitten leg
 is never quiten hardest nigga that spitten records arebein sold from dayton ave
 to britain rappin is like cokin cocain in the kitchen niggas can come up missin
 if they snitchin first nigga thats killinem bullets bustin and drillinem every
 flow i flow is packed with dayton adrinalin rollin on my camilion paint i aint
 fuckin with bitches unless my man and them is fellinem so dig that much of it
 bootzilla the real nigga bustin out in public intodusin you bitch niggas to the
 44 me and shoezilla is the clerks at the drugstore -CHOURS x2 - lets go to the
 drug store and pull out a shotgun "shotgun" take all of the money then break
 out and run "lets run" - break out steak out mathafucka make out you gon change
 your mind about me when i pull the gauge out flama banga niggas yall in danger
 another local hero nigga murdered by a stranger beatin bleedin real niggas G'in
 what the fuck we bustin yall niggas aint seein face it taste it you can be
 eraseted found up in the ditch or in the corner in the basment holded loaded
 explosively exploded speakin up on the dayton family bitch you gettin folded
 grimmey slimmey my killahs right behind me bitches with the mill killa kill
 when you find me rosin choosin put niggas in they flosin hitem with a pop and
 leave his deadly ass frozen ballin fallin and aint nobody callin quit speekin
 up on name cause you record deal was fallin thank you gank you nigga ima shank
 wookin your ass like i was wook rockman when i stank shisty fiesty foever livin
 icey so quick to get away from a mothafuckin vicey drugin thuggin cops'll catch
 the slugs in aint gon lock me and bitch you better sell you husband we got the
 dope so what the fuck you searchin for he on the floor bleedin as his blood
 pour drugstore -CHOURS x2- where you cope from dayton family

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Duration
03:27
Key
2
Tempo
107 BPM

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