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That's All She Wrote! (Guala!) Video (MV)




Performed By: shleepye
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: shleepy E




shleepye - That's All She Wrote! (Guala!) Lyrics
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Brand new chopper, ready to spray
I just want all the guala, shoot, iguodala Runnin' the fade
If it ain't but a dollar, I will not mind you, that's Your mistake
We be jackin' and robbin' know how we Mobbin', it's a parade
Know my brother will find you, light gon' blind, You, that's all she wrote
Is this my purpose, nigga, like am I chose?
I see them hearses, nigga, at the end of the Road
My mind in the verse, lil' nigga, I be thinking in Bold!
I'm tryna get up there with you, I'ma be at that Show
Keep on talking that hot shit, best believe we Gon' blow
Know my gang come in like a mosh pit
I don't know lil' shorty, that ain't my bitch
In the back, and I'm chillin' with fine shit
Stay cool, or I'm blowing your face off
In the back, and i'm strapped witta' A.R
Told bro stiff arm, then go long
This pain, I cannot stay on
I cannot hold on
I cannot go on
I cannot move on
I smoke me a blunt
I light up that runtz
We is done?
Is you really done?
You really done?
I cannot stunt
I cannot stunt, no oh
I cannot stunt
No, I cannot stunt
Brand new chopper, ready to spray
I just want all the guala, shoot, iguodala Runnin' the fade
If it ain't but a dollar, I will not mind you, that's Your mistake
We be jackin' and robbin' know how we Mobbin', it's a parade
Know my brother will find you, light gon' blind, You, that's all she wrote
Is this my purpose, nigga, like am I chose?
I see them hearses, nigga, at the end of the Road
My mind in the verse, lil' nigga, I be thinking in Bold!
I'm tryna get up there with you, I'ma be at that Show
Keep on talking that hot shit, best believe we Gon' blow
Know my gang come in like a mosh pit
I don't know lil' shorty, that ain't my bitch
In the back, and I'm chillin' with fine shit
Stay cool, or I'm blowing your face off
In the back, and i'm strapped witta' A.R
Told bro stiff arm, then go long
This pain, I cannot stay on
I cannot hold on
I cannot go on
I cannot move on
I smoke me a blunt
I light up that runtz
We is done?
Is you really done?
You really done?
I cannot stunt
I cannot stunt, no oh
I cannot stunt
No, I cannot stunt
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Brand new chopper, ready to spray
I just want all the guala, shoot, iguodala Runnin' the fade
If it ain't but a dollar, I will not mind you, that's Your mistake
We be jackin' and robbin' know how we Mobbin', it's a parade
Know my brother will find you, light gon' blind, You, that's all she wrote
Is this my purpose, nigga, like am I chose?
I see them hearses, nigga, at the end of the Road
My mind in the verse, lil' nigga, I be thinking in Bold!
I'm tryna get up there with you, I'ma be at that Show
Keep on talking that hot shit, best believe we Gon' blow
Know my gang come in like a mosh pit
I don't know lil' shorty, that ain't my bitch
In the back, and I'm chillin' with fine shit
Stay cool, or I'm blowing your face off
In the back, and i'm strapped witta' A.R
Told bro stiff arm, then go long
This pain, I cannot stay on
I cannot hold on
I cannot go on
I cannot move on
I smoke me a blunt
I light up that runtz
We is done?
Is you really done?
You really done?
I cannot stunt
I cannot stunt, no oh
I cannot stunt
No, I cannot stunt
Brand new chopper, ready to spray
I just want all the guala, shoot, iguodala Runnin' the fade
If it ain't but a dollar, I will not mind you, that's Your mistake
We be jackin' and robbin' know how we Mobbin', it's a parade
Know my brother will find you, light gon' blind, You, that's all she wrote
Is this my purpose, nigga, like am I chose?
I see them hearses, nigga, at the end of the Road
My mind in the verse, lil' nigga, I be thinking in Bold!
I'm tryna get up there with you, I'ma be at that Show
Keep on talking that hot shit, best believe we Gon' blow
Know my gang come in like a mosh pit
I don't know lil' shorty, that ain't my bitch
In the back, and I'm chillin' with fine shit
Stay cool, or I'm blowing your face off
In the back, and i'm strapped witta' A.R
Told bro stiff arm, then go long
This pain, I cannot stay on
I cannot hold on
I cannot go on
I cannot move on
I smoke me a blunt
I light up that runtz
We is done?
Is you really done?
You really done?
I cannot stunt
I cannot stunt, no oh
I cannot stunt
No, I cannot stunt
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Writer: shleepy E
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