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"Head First" Official Video (Guapo Lennon)
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James Lee Livingston
James Lee Livingston
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Brian Allen Young
Brian Allen Young
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Peripheral on my side nigga I see you coming Before he got ran downed I already seen him running Before we went through hard times I seen us hustling Taking all the food y'all niggas ain't eating nothing (WITDAHEAT!, WITDAHEAT!) Cocaine SRT truck treat it like a Rolls Royce All these boogers dancing round the bezel they don't know I wiped a nose for it Young fly dope boy Cartier shades I'm known for it Jumped in head first off the porch I ain't have no choice One goal outta reach all I know is that I gotta go for it Propane out the tank one reason that I'm going to blow for it Black and white MMYs for the weekend I'm going to treat them like they forces Young nigga came up around the trenches now he feel like he important Baddest bitch in the world I ain't never got to be a creep for nothing Old bitches still mad see them out and I'll never speak or nothing New money showing off one hundred bands and I'm motivating the youngings One thing they can never say about me is that I don't keep it on me Chasing millions trying to make a better living because this been hard for us Throwing up my three's for D Ham brodie like a god to us I can have everything a nigga need and we still rob niggas Lately I been hiring I got a job for you (YEA!) Cocaine SRT truck treat it like a Rolls Royce All these boggers dancing round the bezel they don't knowI wiped a nose for it Young fly dope boy Cartier shades I'm known for it Jumped in head first off the porch I ain't have no choice One goal out of reach all I know is that I got to go for it Propane out the tank one reason that I'm going to blow for it Black an white MMYs for the weekend I'm going to treat them like they forces Young nigga came up around the trenches now he feel like he important I let my gun blow every time I'm with gun smoke What you taking crumbs for I thought that we had the same goal I'm the one who got this wave jumping nigga we ain't in the same boat You that nigga I'm that nigga I'm going to tell you now we not the same goat Fifteen-hundred for the newest Monclers we got matching raincoats Smoking on exotics blowing rainbows You know that we came out the mud together if we wore the same clothes You know we never shit come between us not no money or hoes (YEA!) Cocaine SRT truck treat it like a Rolls Royce All these boggers dancing round the bezel they don't know I wiped a nose for it Young fly dope boy Cartier shades I'm known for it Jumped in head first off the porch I ain't have no choice One goal out of reach all I know is that I gotta go for it Propane out the tank one reason that I'm going to blow for it Black an white MMYs for the weekend I'm going to treat them like they forces Young nigga came up around the trenches now he feel like he important
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