Letra 2 Dumb de The Pack original

Do U Hit This Yea U Kno Who Da F I Am, No Introduction Needed
Its The Pack Nfl(Yess) Wut It Do, Wut It Do Already Kno

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Hey My NS Go 2 Dumb, 20 Deep In The Party And We All On Ones (These) Yess And The Grapes Stay Smokin' Donuts In The Street Wit The Doors Wide Open

Verse 1: Stunna>
U Gotta Scraper Hit The Gas Start Yokin,Im Done Tipsy But A NS Still Focused, This Block ST U Could Catch A N Posted, Kick It Wit A Pop, (One Time I Broke It), Pinned To Plug Ya Airways
Just Like Locusts,15s On Slump Always Scrapin' Through Oakland,Yeaaa, Young Stunna So Icey, U Aint Never Seen A N Out Here Like Me, L.I.G. Henney Wit My Coat Bright Nikes, From The B-Town
So U Kno I Get Hyphae, I ST On NS Im Somethin' Like A Seagull,Smoke Great Ticks 24s On The Reagell, Me And Young L Hittin Donuts Like Street Geal, U Aint Goin Dumb, U Aint Tellin The Truth, My NS Go
18 While They Still On Roof, We In Da 4 Door Park Avenue, FK The Coop.

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Verse 2: Stunna>
Wut They Say Stunna Sick Like Aids, And My Watch Looks Like It Was Dipped In Kool-Aid, So I Guess U Say This Young N Got It Made, Say U Get Money Like Me, I Dont Believe Ya, Cuz My Hands Look Like Ive Been Sittin
In The Freeza, Yeaa Or Rapid Ass N, George Clooney Type, Ya Actin Ass N, I, I,I Im So Bay Wit It, It Aint A Scraper If It Aint Got The Suction Wit It, U Can Hear Me From A Block Away, And U Dont Want It Homeboy Cuz I Like To Chop Or Spray, Right Were Ur Mama Lay, Yea
N Dont Play, Its The T.H.E. P.A.C. 2 Da K And Im S.T.U.N.N. 2 Da A, Stunna Binjin All Day, Wheres The Peace Macdray, Young L On The Beat, Its Reversed If That.

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Verse 3: Stunna>
These Feezy Jeans Im Way To Fly, Purple Stuff Im Way To High, Scrapin' At The Window My NS On Both Sides, 2 Stories In The Party My NS Dont Lie, $200 Shoes Who Is Betta Than I, Yea My Squad Go Retarded, And FK Where U From,We Goin Bang Regardless Cuz We
Da Hardest,So You'd Betta Be The Smartest,First Thing On Ur Agenda Get The FK Up Out The Party, (Yea) Before U Get Stomped Out,Got 100 NS Wit Me And We All From The South, All These Girls Gunna Get Me In The Sheets, Especially When I Got They Best Friends On My Team
My Turf NS Put Ur ST In The Air,How U Kno U Own A Turf,Cuz Theres Dreads Everywhere, 50 Henney In My Hand, I Blow Purple In The Air (Yess)

Hey My NS Go 2 Dumb 20 Deep In The Party And We All On One (These) Yess And The Grapes Stay Smokin' Donuts In The Streets With The Doors Wide Open...