Текст песни DECEASED - Pluto Kar feat. Vlonelyhrs
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yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
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yeah,
yeah,
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yeah
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
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yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
We
spot
an
opp
We
treat
it
like
cheese
in
a
trap,
close
the
door
then
we
turning
the
lock
The
fuck
is
the
kitty,
we
grabbing
the
forty
three.,
shooting
the
Glock
We
ran
in
his
spot
cause
we
looking
for
all
of
the
green
in
the
pots
We
shooting
shit
up
and
we
airing
shit
out,
and
we
never
gonna
stop
I
wear
all
black,
like
I'm
deceased
I
fucked
the
white
bitch
to
Afro-beats
She
do
the
sand,
she
like
the
beach
I'm
in
a
lamb,
I'm
tryna
creep
Your
talking
is
cheap,
I
fucked
that
bitch
at
the
Meet
and
Greet
She
said
I'm
elite,
I
fucked
that
bitch
like
an
athlete
I
make
the
bitch
in
the
back
show
boobies
Whole
lot
of
sticks,
Call
of
Duty
Whole
lot
of
clips,
shoot
movies
Hop
out
and
skate
on
them
niggas
like
Zumiez
Yeah,
yeah,
I
got
a
whole
lot
of
shells,
yeah,
turtle
Hop
out
and
shoot
at
an
opp,
yeah,
murder
Woah,
woah,
woah,
woah,
woah,
woah
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
We
spot
an
opp
We
treat
it
like
cheese
in
a
trap,
close
the
door
then
we
turning
the
lock
The
fuck
is
the
kitty,
we
grabbing
the
forty
three.,
shooting
the
Glock
We
ran
in
his
spot
cause
we
looking
for
all
of
the
green
in
the
pots
We
shooting
shit
up
and
we
airing
shit
out,
and
we
never
gonna
stop
1 MAYBACH
2 FALL OUT THE SKY
3 COUNT
4 Pink Buddies
5 UP
6 OUTSIDE
7 ARTIFICIAL HAPPINESS
8 BEAN TALK (feat. Bernard Jabs)
9 NUMB
10 HANG OUT THE ROOF
11 SHELLS
12 SHOOT EM
13 DECEASED
14 TOMBSTONE
15 THE ANSWER
16 DEADBOY
17 WHEN YOU'RE HIGH
18 SORRY
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