Die Kleinen Dinge Des Lebens Lyrics & Tabs by Patrick Lindner
Die Kleinen Dinge Des Lebens
guitar chords lyrics
High 'til I die, loced 'til they smoke me
The shit don't stop 'til my casket drop
I'm high 'til I die, loced 'til they smoke me
The shit don't stop 'til my casket drop
I'm high 'til I die loced 'til they smoke me
Shit don't stop the shit don't stop
Game rules ain't got time for fools
Money on my mind so my nine rules
Time to make weight niggas gettin' crazy paid
Hate bitches for the games they play
So nigga pull quick but better be quicker
Than the next mutha fucka on the trigger
'Cause I'm static startin' to be a fuckin' habit
Gotta keep my automatic or get my ass kicked
When I'm travelin' it's kind of puffin' I drive a bucket
'Cause I'm static startin' to be a fuckin' habit
Gotta keep my automatic or get my ass kicked
When I'm travelin' it's kind of puffin' I drive a bucket
Little thug life nigga screaming fuck it
I love to throw my middle finger to the police
And no bucks, no justice, no peace
I'm smoking blunts 'til I pass out yah nigga getting assed out
Rollin' and my niggas glass out driving fast talking to bitches
Whipping cash out I'm with my niggas so fuck the suckas
I'm bucking brothas smokin' chronic mutha fuckas
Causing ruckus it's the last of the drank pull over
Can't hear a damn thang sober
High 'til I die, loced 'til they smoke me
The shit don't stop 'til my casket drop
I'm high 'til I die, loced 'til they smoke me
The shit don't stop 'til my casket drop
High 'til I die, loced 'til they smoke me
The shit don't stop 'til my casket drop
I'm high 'til I die, loced 'til they smoke me
Shit don't stop the shit don't stop
Lord help me save me
Mama keep praying for a young mutha fucker
Trying to duck an early grave
In the city where you can't tell the fakes
From the snakes enemies from phonies friends from your homies
Around the corner theres another nigga waiting to jack
He don't know I got a glock till his ass get shot
Like a mutha fuckin' thug disease claiming peace
Like they mutha fuckin' trustin' me
Hey, what's up with bitches trying to screw me
Do me cause I did a movie throw the pussy to me
But before they never knew me rather die then let yah
Play me for like a busta and with my glock
I'm a plotin' ass rotten mutha fucka
Hey don't let that movie fool yah let me school yah
Screaming thug life nigga when I do yah it's the last of the drank
Pull over can't hear a damn thang sober
High 'til I die, loced 'til they smoke me
The shit don't stop, 'til my casket drop
High 'til I die, loced 'til they smoke me
The shit don't stop, 'til my casket drop
High 'til I die, loced 'til they smoke me
The shit don't stop, 'til my casket drop
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