Ab-Soul - Hearses lyrics

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Ab-Soul - Hearses lyrics

[Hook: Ab-Soul] (k**a) I just can't say no (x3) (k** 'em) I just can't say no (x3) Let em know that i'm giving out hearses Giving out hearses Yeah Giving out hearses (x2) Yeah [Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Riiiiiiiggghhtt 16 bars of d**h Keep my posites on they neck I'm a really f**in' cool fly n***a i'm a jet You a bird a** n***a who be sh**tin' in your nest Every line is bullet n***a I hope you got your vest Mad? n***as stay mad at me haters in form of flattery f** n***a give Liu Kang fatalities I ain't never worry, a real n***a ain't gotta say he a real n***a Cuz, n***as know already Talk grease but I'm your favorite ar-tist Every verse is funeral i'm a walking Ortiz Kush God speed, your chick f** with them gangsters she raunchy That's on me You cuff em up cause she a bad girl Pop off with a n***a she a fast f** Threw the cake in my face Told me Happy Birthday, show mad love Mash-up, roll up, smoke mad bud Then I be Casper after a blow job and a back rub DZA [Hook] [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] Look What the f** you gon' say about me? Can you tell em I'm the same OG? I smoke weed, get high, keep it locked I stay low key Why don't you mind your f**in' business Respect the HNIC Replace the N and C with two eyes and you'll see me Throwin' up the f**in three Three letters, TDE And that's for eternity Kush God and the God MC Once again, but it's more to see You might have been to sea world But have you really seen the world Do you ask yourself these type of things Solar system don't go against him There is no one else alike Used to have them pipe dreams Now b**hes dream about my pipe But now we onto bigger things Reaching peaks and different heights Women that do different things, still got lean all in my sprite f** life I'm going all out It's your broad's house, and my balls out I got demons in my life, I need Jesus in my life But I ain't sipping wine, I'll be fine Popping Champagne And we'll bring pain to your camp If you don't join the campaign [Hook] [Verse 3: Smoke DZA] Another vehicular homicide, Chris Dorner sniper lies Sandy Hook, Columbine, minus the crisis actors You n***as born slackers, your voice don't even matter So mute the chatter, f**in rappers This that flow they mic jack, 'This Is It' n***a Don't watch me, watch my neck and how my wrist lit up I came back from mines on you jabronis, i don't mingle with you phonies b**h I'm K.O.N.Y, Alcatraz on the track Attack like a savage cat Undertaker, this the casket match Pallbearer bring the urn out They won't win til we quit, we don't burn out DZA [Hook]

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