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Makin Mattresses

Makin MattressesCan you help me find this song on YouTube.?

Verse 1:
[Dmg]
Wondering why
I hang with these thugs
Whut,
I'm from the hood
*****,
I give af ** k (I give af ** k)
It's in my blood
Since I was little I was hangin 'with these ******
And until I die, I'll stay with these ******
St. Paul
The MPLS, I hear you call me "
I put yes
Now, Chris Rock, you were
I heard you say some **** about some blacks
*****, It was Returning ***
Come see the real deal
Stay in areas *****
These ****** kill
This is not no plans cap guns, *****
The Glock, PAHs, PAHs,
He died on your power
Knock, knock
Whut's up *****?
These sirens start singing
It's me and yuk with LG in the makin '
It's stinky, freakin '
Bowlin on the weekend
Creepin, seekin '
I, until the currency
Gimme batteries on Mo 'batteries
I'm dubble parked for the train
Even your mother knows my name
I d in the m and m in the g
And I put the bomb?
*****

Chorus
] Yukmouth [
It's in my blood
Smokin sweets, drink 40's to the foam
And f ** kin mind these thugs, *****
It's in my blood
You wonder why we be ****** hustelers
And there slingin 'drugs, *****
It's in my blood
This drug money, stuff that **** under the rug
And to this bug *****, *****
It's in my blood
****** ****** Tour like me as you hustelers
F ** kin mind we f ** kin mind us!

Verse 2:
] Yukmouth [
It's in my veins
Like a chain reaction
How it all happened
Paps is slangin 'crack in the mid 80s
Back in the day when **** was crackin '
****** Pay 38 a packet
Closely Rappin '
For handelin shippin and taxes "was added
This is where the rap-a headin
Even when I sleep in breakout
Washing ****
Do automatic with scopes under my mattress
With the dope and drugmoney,
Stuffin 'that **** under rugmoney
Thug hungry
Drug Takin 'only because we love money
I'm a *****, *****, it
Would you be too *****
Makin scrilla great 'as they do ******
You probably too drugdealer
Scan and listen to the boys in blue
Listen for clues
In the Peruvian cuisine Bakin up flakes
Must
28 grams
Multiplied by 36 closures to
A triple beam brake, a triple beam handle
A hundred grams on the triple beam snowflake
2.2 pounds right
****** I just happened ga
Ready to buy 4 kilos
Then drive slow back to Youngstown, Ohio
So f ** k these rhymes
Let me take my dick in your ear,
And f ** k with your mind
*****

Chorus

Verse 3:
] [Mike high
****** To betray that discrete
The distribution and manufacturing
Easily ejaculated, table and half way faded
Is not no wars cause they did
This kind of bullshit is outdated
But I thought as I put
My partners have always said that
He was put in place
For life
Money, clothes and hoes, but I chose the road was
Nothin 'Nice
****** Know just what it means to be hustelers
Governors wrestlers
Bitches lovin 'us
Blindly Chasin 'that life we lust
I blush
Bottles, havin 'thoughts and dreams Iring
Goin 'Down' n 'roll fast
Trying to get what my eyes have seen
Fried of me, eh
***** For me a hand with these eyes right to see
But a not so blind as I was,
Not even I could see, or I could be
Obviously
I was &.

Posted on May 12, 2010.
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