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Big Mike Da Don - Dead Friends Lyrics



Big Mike Da Don - Dead Friends Lyrics
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I'm a product of these trenches, product of these Slums, nigga, product of these bitches
Product of these guns, nigga, I can't beef with none Of these niggas, they ain't even
Got funds, nigga, big body, two lanes, hop out
You better run, nigga
You gon' slide or ride, nigga, oh, you gon' ride or Slide
I know some killers that lay in your yard right now Till you come outside
I don't even f*ck with them guys
Nigga better pick his side, nigga, better stay in the House and hide, cause gang got too much pride
If you know, you know, if you don't, you broke
Get off your ass, go get some dope
Remember them days I didn't have hope
Hotel to hotel, sleeping on floors
Motel to motel, f*cking these hoes
Hit front to back, straight doggin these hoes
I'm sorry, but I can't be your man
If you let me f*ck again, maybe I can be your friend, Spend the van, one more time we can post on Onlyfans
Bitch, you lied straight to my face, said I was your Only man
Bitch, I know I cheated, I want a second chance
I don't even do this shit for me, I do it for my dead Friends
Off the drink, I'm slurin words, I feel like zombie Man
I'm high as hell right now bitch, it feel like zombie Land
I'm a product of the trenches, product with this Glizzy nigga
Work out with that glic, spend till we get dizzy,nigga
I'm the man and she a fan ,she a silly nigga
Post on OnlyFans, I'll give you some bands let's get Jiggy nigga
Got more steak than Philly, slide on the block with a Hundred crips some be banging that billy
I got too much dip on my chip look like I'm covered In chili
I be higher than a damn bird look like I play Philly Dumb nigga must be silly
He tried to run, got 7.62, caught him in the back like Ricky
Glock, made his leg lock, make a nigga rock like Millie
I had to grind for this, had to put in some work and Some time for this
I was asking for a handout, they gave me ass to kiss
And I don't kiss no ass
One phone call to the goddamn block the whole Block spinning like Taz
Niggas ain't pushing no P, it's T that shit stand for Trash
Come out the house like the Covid man slide with a Hundred masks
Whole hood on your ass
Ima product of these trenches, product of these Slums nigga
Product of the bitches, product of these guns nigga
I can't beef with none of these niggas, they ain't Even got funds nigga
Big body, two lanes, hop out, you better run, nigga
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I'm a product of these trenches, product of these Slums, nigga, product of these bitches
Product of these guns, nigga, I can't beef with none Of these niggas, they ain't even
Got funds, nigga, big body, two lanes, hop out
You better run, nigga
You gon' slide or ride, nigga, oh, you gon' ride or Slide
I know some killers that lay in your yard right now Till you come outside
I don't even f*ck with them guys
Nigga better pick his side, nigga, better stay in the House and hide, cause gang got too much pride
If you know, you know, if you don't, you broke
Get off your ass, go get some dope
Remember them days I didn't have hope
Hotel to hotel, sleeping on floors
Motel to motel, f*cking these hoes
Hit front to back, straight doggin these hoes
I'm sorry, but I can't be your man
If you let me f*ck again, maybe I can be your friend, Spend the van, one more time we can post on Onlyfans
Bitch, you lied straight to my face, said I was your Only man
Bitch, I know I cheated, I want a second chance
I don't even do this shit for me, I do it for my dead Friends
Off the drink, I'm slurin words, I feel like zombie Man
I'm high as hell right now bitch, it feel like zombie Land
I'm a product of the trenches, product with this Glizzy nigga
Work out with that glic, spend till we get dizzy,nigga
I'm the man and she a fan ,she a silly nigga
Post on OnlyFans, I'll give you some bands let's get Jiggy nigga
Got more steak than Philly, slide on the block with a Hundred crips some be banging that billy
I got too much dip on my chip look like I'm covered In chili
I be higher than a damn bird look like I play Philly Dumb nigga must be silly
He tried to run, got 7.62, caught him in the back like Ricky
Glock, made his leg lock, make a nigga rock like Millie
I had to grind for this, had to put in some work and Some time for this
I was asking for a handout, they gave me ass to kiss
And I don't kiss no ass
One phone call to the goddamn block the whole Block spinning like Taz
Niggas ain't pushing no P, it's T that shit stand for Trash
Come out the house like the Covid man slide with a Hundred masks
Whole hood on your ass
Ima product of these trenches, product of these Slums nigga
Product of the bitches, product of these guns nigga
I can't beef with none of these niggas, they ain't Even got funds nigga
Big body, two lanes, hop out, you better run, nigga
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Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Big Mike Da Don

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