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The Prophet Posse - Orange Mound lyrics

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Orange Mound by The Prophet Posse


(Droopy Drew Dog)
I come down baby walks once again it's on
You see I peeped at the game that wrote in your song
Definition for drama
Bout' to play wit'cha mama
Never been a sucka nigga
Cause it's still on the come up
You know a busta get faded
(???) would of made it
Somewhere down the line
You playa hated and traded
See I done what I did
And if you fell off
I do it again
Mama's only song I scr*pped since the age of ten
I had no brothers and sisters
I had no father
World drama taxed
Thought the lord didn't bother
To hear me, nigga can you feel me
God can you forgive me
For all the dirt I'da did
(???)
I put the (???)
Because it's over now
Cross me again then it definetly a showdown
Jimmy Jex slipping get his crown cracked
(???) a b**ch
But see you made me a tape
Chorus x2
See nothin' but sh*t up in my blood
And plus the drugs up in this thug
Indonisia
(??)
I'm a motherf**ker hustlin that I'd trap down on
Tryin' to come up in this game
Whether is right or is wrong
My attitude is f**king
Bad around town in a bucket
I got a job but go quick
Cause minimum wage ain't sh*t
Now feel me
I think the government is f**king us blind
While they gettin' paid
Leavin' all the poor folks behind
Occupation for money was just a criminal grind
You don't gotta be in jail
Because your ass doing time
I'm black
Aggrivated, criminal mind stated
Problems with the police
They were all (??) related
Now take my shoes and walk em out of my pad Vic
A playa hatas they down to blood bound
Can you feel me
I'm talking about the real, do you hear me
A trick the b**ch walk up the same (???)
I'm puttin it down on a mic representing self made
No shorts or losses
But bullets get sprayed
I'm not some artificial killer
Or some cheap ass thriller
But I can chop your head off
You get between my scribble
Chorus x2
So there you have it
Self made playa Droopy Droop motherf**king Dog
Puttin' it down for playa village
AKA BH motherf**king P
Hook my sh*t with Paul
Motherf**king prophet
Juicy "J" behind this sh*t
You know what I'm saying
Can't stop
It's on from hurdle to hurdle two G's b**ch
Fear this nigga



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