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Song: Red Room Father Of 4
Offset - Red Room Father Of 4 Subtitles (vtt) (04:01-241-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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I'm a maniac, go crazy for
the cash (Hey, brazy)
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Green Lamborghini, paper
tags (Skrrt, skrrt)
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Ridin’ through the city,
30 mags (Brrt, bow)
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Niggas snitchin', they the police
with no badge (Woo, woo, woo)
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How I grew up, my momma was
my dad (Momma, huh)
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So when I blew up I put
her in a pad (Mansion)
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I like to throw up when I think
about the crash (Ugh, ugh)
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Not playin', when I hit the tree
I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
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Lookin’ at the sky, think
about my past (Sky)
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When I used to kick the door, shoot you
for the cash (Boot, boot, boot)
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Everybody hit the floor 'fore
you make me mad (Floor)
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Devil had a nigga soul livin'
too fast (Soul)
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Prayin' to the Lord, my
soul to keep (Keep)
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Controllin' me (Me), take
a hold of me (Hold)
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Bitches ain't shit, got exposed
by heat ('Sposed)
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So naive (So), cold in
the streets (Streets)
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Sleep on my feet (Feet)
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Money turn homies to zombies,
they eat (Zombies)
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Miss my grandma, she was humble
and sweet (Grandma)
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I don't speak, let the check
talk for me (Check, woo)
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I can’t sleep ’less the
TEC in my reach (TEC)
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Hit the dope, make me choke,
make me wheeze (Choke)
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Sip the dope, help the
pain at ease (Hey)
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Tryna get the money 'fore it
clean, it was dirty (Dirty)
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Playin’ football, hide the
fire in my girdle (Fire)
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Gettin' locked up, runnin' round
in a circle (Circle)
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Brother caught fifteen
like he did a murder
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Tryna see the light but we
couldn't pull the curtain
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Night time lurkin' (Night, night)
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Momma said the streetlights 'bout to
stop workin' (Light, light, light)
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Lookin' at my momma in
her eyes (Momma)
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Lookin' at me like a new
person (New person)
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She tellin' me I need to
slow down (Slow down)
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The pain don't go away with
the Percy (Slow down)
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That was when the rap wasn't
working (Wasn't working)
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Living in the trap, it's
a circus (Trap circus)
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See my grandma in a hearse (Grandma)
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And Pistol P gone in the casket
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Shot's fired, nigga blasting (Brrt)
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Cops, they arrive, start
smashing (Woop, woop)
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Opps, we shoot shots like
the Mavericks (Opps)
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Vaults, put the cash up and
we stash it (Stash)
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You flop, we doing numbers
can't imagine (Hey)
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Money tunnel when the roof
panoramic (Skrrt)
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Count the bundles 'til my hand
start crampin' (Cramp)
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I come with the drip, I
need a napkin (Hey)
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I'm a maniac go crazy for
the cash (Hey, brazy)
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Green Lamborghini, paper
tags (Skrrt, skrrt)
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Ridin' through the city,
30 mags (Brrt, bow)
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Niggas snitchin', they the police
with no badge (Woo, woo, woo)
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How I grew up, my momma was
my dad (Momma, huh)
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So when I blew up I put
her in a pad (Mansion)
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I like to throw up when I think
about the crash (Ugh, ugh)
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Not playin', when I hit the tree
I smell the gas (Hey, hey)
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Lookin' at the sky, think
about my past (Sky)
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When I used to kick the door, shoot you
for the cash (Boot, boot, boot)
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Everybody hit the floor 'fore
you make me mad (Floor)
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Devil had a nigga soul livin' too fast
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Prayin' to the Lord, my
soul to keep (Keep)
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Controllin' me (Me), take
a hold of me (Hold)
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Bitches ain't shit, got exposed
by heat ('Sposed)
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So naive (So), cold in
the streets (Streets)
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I been crossed out by my
own brother (Woo, woo)
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Ain't no rules in the street,
don't trust 'em
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Ran it up and I had to go and bust it
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Police 'bout to kick the door,
now we gotta flush it
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Ridin' on the backstreets thinkin'
'bout my brother
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Prayin' that he come home
to his loving mother
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Can't believe it that I got
it all out the gutter
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FaceTime 'round three,
Mike in a puddle
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How am I 'posed to take it? (How?)
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Niggas dyin' 'round the same
time I had a baby (Hoo)
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Here go the operator (Operator)
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Let the gang know Pistol ain't 'gon
make it (He ain't 'gon make it)
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Now my mind going brazy (Brazy)
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Got me feeling like I was the cause of
the hatred (I'm the cause of it)
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Holdin' the revolver with
the laser (Boop)
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