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Life of a Drug Dealer
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Yo... My Name is Random. This is my Mixtape that I've been working on for a minute. And this is the soundclick page in which I plan to showcase it. CURRENT MIXTAPE STATUS: 33% DONE (7 TRACKS)
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Peak #4,250
Peak in subgenre #2,249
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Random/Hell's Wind Staff-Killa Hills 10304
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December 27, 2004
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MP3 2.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
Well Its a Story...Sort of All Names have been changed and all the events stated have happened to me or someone i knew... If This Relates To Anyone You Know, No Comparison Was Meant and I Apoligize
Lyrics
the life of drug dealing, never had the option/ i knew madd cats tho that helped me when i was copping/ the drugs, didnt fuck with regs as i developed my mind/ i began with the best so i can invent my demise/ there was Louie that was in the Ridge, serving to goons/ in my school, came with bags of PCP stuffed into food/ never seen such monstrosity, the audicity of the cat/ to try to rip off big Dip by FC for the stacks/ some desperado shit, my boys woulod remain frozen/ Dip had a crate for Lou that was in motion/ as the mailman dropped the box to the herb/ once opened, the explosion was so great the whole block heard/ the screams and shouts, pops came out the crib and lost half his head/ the squad was watching from the street ahead/ Arnie down by Doral heard the news and decided/ to go down there, and when accused he denied it/ dunny Zach made a miniature Light Bomb for Arn last night/ when Dip went to turn the ignition, the blast distorted his sight/ boys jumped out armed to their thighs and aimed the cursor right between Dips eyes/ thats the last time i heard of Big/ so i went to Swan down by 1-5-2 for a trip/ he was prepairing a heist for his crew/ jumped in hopping to cop a bundle/ but had to keept the news under our mumbles/ meet with a Moogley looking character at 132nd/ we rushed the cat and took a bag of AK-47/ now Jhon is still waiting to get back at me/ i have to walk backwards and forwards when strolling the streets/ never claimed shit or being hood with gangs/ but i had to keep close watch from those cats that slang/ never blasted out a crew in a fist brawl/ but boxing helped me when i clocked duke under his eye brow/ his men decided to get Nikki Fresh outta there/ and one pulled out a aluminum bat from under the chair/ me and my men drove to the warehouse in 130th and 178/ and counted the money we gained/ Julius was making a plan to get Pollo outta our hands/ but they found Juls sliced up like lettuce in a garbage can/ the money was great aand it made us hungry for power / Zach got sent to the hole for smugling hydrogen bottles/ John got swatted and and i was left with Swanny running down the deals/ the night before he noticed that i couldnt keep it real/ with my emotions, i dropped the job and went to my usual days/ before id end up like Swan, contorted in a suit case/
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