paroles de chanson Out the Pound - Stak
Criminal
mind,
always
I
be
on
my
grind
If
sentenced
to
time
then
I
guess
I'm
doing
mine
I
got
em
online
and
bruh
I
got
to
shine
So
I
gotta
get
it,
no
more
trying
na-na
Crispier
than
a
chicken
bucket
Pickin
little
nuggets
Out
the
pound,
tryna
to
roll
me
something
It's
business
but
you
know
we
thuggin
We
were
gettin
fronted
but
I
wish
we
wasn't
Plug,
he
like
a
distant
cousin
Family
but
don't
ask
for
nothing
And
gas
is
what
we
pass
and
puffin
In
those
flat
rate
boxes
is
what
those
packs
are
stuffin
Tax
evasion,
home
invasion
Suffering
from
low
motivation
Duckin
drug
dogs
at
the
train
station
A
fool's
pace
made
lose
patience
New
places,
all
them
blue
faces
Smooth
taste,
champagne
a
few
cases
Jacuzzi
suites
in
an
oasis
I
roll
big
man
y'all
blow
basic
They
say
it's
wastin
but
I
gotta
taste
it
No
prints,
don't
leave
no
traces
Dark
tints,
don't
need
new
cases
To
the
face
as
I
make
arrangements
Hit
chase
then
b
of
a,
lines
got
me
pacing
Keep
it
below
ten
thou,
don't
need
em
hatin
I'll
send
em
right
now,
won't
keep
em
waitin
We
put
a
pipeline
across
the
nation
Bout
to
pull
down
twenty,
self-medication
We
put
a
pipeline
across
the
nation
Gotsta
keep
it
flooded,
irrigation
Criminal
mind,
always
I
be
on
my
grind
If
sentenced
to
time
then
I
guess
I'm
doing
mine
I
got
em
online
and
bruh
I
got
to
shine
So
I
gotta
get
it,
no
more
tryin
na-na
Criminal
mind,
always
I
be
on
my
grind
If
sentenced
to
time
then
I
guess
I'm
doing
mine
I
got
em
online
and
bruh
I
got
to
shine
So
I
gotta
get
it,
no
more
tryin
na-na
Criminal
mind,
always
I
be
on
my
grind
If
sentenced
to
time
then
I
guess
I'm
doing
mine
I
got
em
online
and
bruh
I
got
to
shine
So
I
gotta
get
it,
no
more
tryin
na-na
Growin
pounds,
eating
in
'n
out
This
the
Town,
let
it
be
no
doubt
Fools
set
up
shop
and
get
run
out
Man,
fuck
that
cop!
Put
a
gun
in
his
mouth
Catch
a
case
and
head
down
South
Got
some
weight?
Don't
leave
your
house
Cuz
they
find
they
way
in
like
a
mouse
Take
your
shit,
kill
your
spouse
Raider
shit,
get
blowed
out
Still
rep
the
Bay
cuz
we
that
proud
Still
twenty
an
eighth
for
that
loud
Twenty
plus
in
the
clip
in
case
there's
a
crowd
Kicked
out
the
club
but
we
still
gettin
down
Out
on
the
street
cuz
we
built
from
the
ground
Up,
fuck
ya
pups,
big
dogs
straight
hounds
Smell
the
bitch
on
you,
get
from
around
Better
get
lost
before
you
get
found
Bidness
stay
town,
bow
down
or
be
clowned
Better
get
lost
before
you
get
found
Bidness
stay
town,
bow
down
or
be
clowned
I'm
crispier
than
a
chicken
bucket
Pickin
nuggets
out
the
pound
Pickin
nuggets
out
the
pound,
pickin
nuggets
out
the
Crispier
than
a
chicken
bucket
Roll
me
somethin
down
Tryna
roll
me
somethin
down,
tryna
burn
me
somethin
Crispier
than
a
chicken
bucket
Pickin
nuggets
out
the
pound
Pickin
nuggets
out
the
pound,
pickin
nuggets
out
the
Crispier
than
a
chicken
bucket
Rollin
round
through
the
Town
Yeah
I'm
rollin
round
the
Town,
yeah
I'm
rollin
round
the
Crispier
than
a
chicken
bucket
Little
nuggets
out
the
pound
Pickin
nuggets
out
the
pound,
yeah
nuggets
out
the
Crispier
than
a
chicken
bucket
Rollin
round
the
Town
Yeah
I'm
rollin
round
the
Town,
yeah
I'm
rollin
round
the
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