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Dice Raw
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[Hook] Another day in the life will be oh so attracted To the old soul eye Never learn it like till it's over And we spent those nights under those street lights On the corner street and dice Never learn to get it right till it's over It's over, it's over, it's over, oh, whoa It's over, it's over, it's over, oh, whoa
On the block I used to hang on We celebrated, every time my nigga came home It poured liquor out when he was on his way home To god, and the band just played on We singed along, don't let the cops catch us And pray our mothers togethers and Inhale the smoke and drown out our livers And mix it with our tears And somehow it over floods the rivers And pain's never forgotten, but somehow We keep rocking and rolling the spot Buy troll g's to keep strollin to the storm Never stop till they feel the warm sun Rays beaming down over they neck And do it all without, breaking they balls or sweat It's all about respect, top the set And say it with your chest When you rep where you from young player, never forget Life's tricky like a game of roulette
[Hook] Another day in the life will be oh so attracted To the old soul eye Never learn it like till it's over And we spent those nights under those street lights On the corner street and dice Never learn to get it right till it's over It's over, it's over, it's over, oh, whoa It's over, it's over, it's over, oh, whoa
Old heads, talked up in 70's and our slang Party to they thang and how it was all gangs Mini wars with cops kicking at niggas doors If you wanted it, had to go all out for yours It feels like 2012 and not much has changed Still see niggas tryna scramble for a love change Niggas getting killed over a little change And it's crazy cause niggas don't find this shit a little strange The pain's never forgotten Somehow we keep rocking, ad rolling inspired by troll g's Never stop till they feel the warm sun Rays beaming down over they neck And do it all without, breaking they balls or sweat It's all about respect, top the set And say it with your chest When you rep where you from young player, never forget Life's tricky like a game of roulette
[Hook] Another day in the life will be oh so attracted To the old soul eye Never learn it like till it's over And we spent those nights under those street lights On the corner street and dice Never learn to get it right till it's over It's over, it's over, it's over, oh, whoa It's over, it's over, it's over, oh, whoa.
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