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His Story Lyrics - Hell's Kitchen - Red Cafe

Hold up, [?] with the church, I signed the bad boy 

Got right the work, 

Puff dropped the bag off on my door step 

I'm a killer, I get paid for assassins more or less 

No time to wonder where Craig Mac at 

I been in the kitchen making fish snapback 

RP Biggy, we still kept the faith 

D rock still got you Jesus peace in the safe 

What the fuck? 

Hey yo, who [?] run that shit back, God damn 

 

I got nothing but authentic conversations for you suckers 

Believe that 

I [?] all the homes get they time 

Dynamic uno 

 

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Hold up, [?] with the church, I signed the bad boy 

Got right the work, 

Puff dropped the bag off on my door step 

I'm a killer, I get paid for assassins more or less 

No time to wonder where Craig Mac at 

I been in the kitchen making fish snapback 

RP Biggy, we still kept the faith 

D rock still got you Jesus peace in the safe 

 

Me, 10 years consecutive balling 

While you locking up these hoes 

Started think you the sergeant 

I'm shooting game at a bitch, that's for target practice 

Gave her a couple hundreds, cause her a target mattress 

Thug life till I die I'm on my Machiavelli 

These niggas actig like girls, Tyler Perry 

I holler good morning and holler goodbye 

I've shooters with me, all wanna be the bulls eye 

Life is suspended, G pass valley 

They love me down Miami ask rose and callie 

My ball of all niggas [?] 

So I get to them cheaper 

 

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I got the grands on sell, how we do it on the east side 

My nigga [?] real nigga with a b line 

We're stacking dirty money, pockets looking chubby 

Clientele got the flow 

Might shake that niggas let it go 

 

[?] me and LO stay down, look, got the weight up 

They locked up Jacob, for wash up dirty money 

But they gonna do to me, I fuck them dirty money 

My pockets looking chubby, they say I'm getting chubby 

They see me with the money [?] 

They say I'm getting money 

I keep 9 M&M's guess I'm shady 

The jewel's gray like my first name Mason 

Last Friday, y'all was acting like [?] 

But this Friday I be expecting that payday 

The work on the block, they bubble like champagne 

Now Benjamin's behind me like Andre's last name 

My Columbian connect Javier Winning 

Putting numbers up now y'all can wait for next [?] 

We got it moving, it's in the [?] hall 

That boy and the girl, it's fucking [?] what else 

 

I got the grands on sell, how we do it on the east side 

My nigga [?] real nigga with a b line 

We're stacking dirty money, pockets looking chubby 

Clientele got the flow 

Might shake that niggas let it go. 

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