Dead Right

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Randy!] Ayy! You don't get introducted, you sip Robitussin You ain't talkin' nothin', it's end of discussion I ran the check up, made it rain, and now it's gettin' muddy I'm in Britain sippin' bloody tea You can not come sit with me You can not count chips with me I don't fuck with fish you see You was lookin' too pussy Ran up they still gon' fuck with me [Verse 2: Larry] Ayy! It must have been like twenty guys We ain't scared of nothin', hangin' out the ride He mortified, I took off with twenty five Scraping up paint feel like Death Race For you yung boi it's quiet Flexin' with that cash, I'm doing Chauncey Billups Oh you said you was a dealer, must've been a mix up Spectres in my section, yeah we smoking fill up So you know the shit we be on prolly gonna kill us
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Credits
- Writers
- Larry League