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Correct The Mud [Remix] Lyrics
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Correct The Mud [Remix]
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[Hook: Jeff Mack$] Bitch I'm from the mud Come around here it ain't no love Just some shady niggas with some drugs I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see The truth but you won't belive what I know I can't fuck around like before Get up out my way I'm on the go I can’t balance all these highs and lows Play your mane, this the game I chose [Verse 1: Jeff Mack$] Voices in my head, I'm seeing red I'm just livin' life till I'm dead Pop the Xan, can't get out the bed It's a cemetery underneath my shed Pacin' back and forth and I'm twitchin' Starin' at the moon, something missin' Roll the swisha up then I'm kissin' Thinking 'bout the past and what's missin' [Verse 2: ShyTripThaGhost] Low life cracker with a cocaine flow Back on the block servin' lean, yeen know I got 'em for the low You try'na get some more, let me know Got the plug speed dial in my phone Metro Boomin' out the hood where the bitch can tell a lie But I'm riddled like a book Straight leavin' like Suge [?] Jumped out the mud bitch, what's up? Bombay Gin and then the lean up in my cup I need to slow down, get my mind straight hold up Been out in Houston [?] Man goddamn I done broke them boys off On some shit you ain't familiar with, throw it from the South Watch your mouth, cut it out 'fore I have to gut it out Talkin' shit about some shit that you don't even know about [Hook: Jeff Mack$] Bitch I'm from the mud Come around here it ain't no love Just some shady niggas with some drugs I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see The truth but you won't belive what I know I can't fuck around like before Get up out my way I'm on the go I can’t balance all these highs and lows Play your mane, this the game I chose [Verse 3: Dretti Franks] This the motherfuckin' game I chose Ay, bitch I'm try'na keep my wrist froze aye Rolex wrist workin' bitch I'm throwed ayy With the pots and pans bitch I'm cold aye In the kitchen on the motherfuckin' stove ayy Whippin' up them beats, bitch stay throwed ay Like Pimp C got a pocket full of stones aye Comin' down grippin' on the chrome ayy [Verse 4: RAMIREZ] The Glock 45 with the [?] Cold blooded motherfuckers, don't even try us [?] we leavin' toothless 47 ways of leavin' nigga in bruises Heartbeats turn to flat lines Fuckin' with the clique then I gotta pull your spine Gankin' any sucka cause I gotta get mine Fuckin' with the wrong then you gotta pay a fine Fuckin' with the killer you end up a ghost You don't even know Voice in my head tellin' me kill some more Aim at his throat Lurkin' through the shadows with these blades Fuckin' with the clique then you got a price to pay [?] cemetery, take my own life away Don't give a fuck to begin to pray [Outro: RAMIREZ] Dear God as I walk through the valleys of the shadow of death I will fear no evil For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me and I am no longer fearing Dear God as I walk through the valleys of the shadow of death I will fear no evil For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me and I am no longer fearing Dear God as I walk through the valleys of the shadow of death I will fear no evil For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me and I am no longer fearing Dear God, dear God, dear God Look into my eyes
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