R.F.C. - Independence Day lyrics

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R.F.C. - Independence Day lyrics

Yeah, we hit them n***as like Cold winters hot summers, on the block keep on run up Pack what a hundred, they had the hook ups since people rap in this time up Stack and my bunds up All in my slumb up, [?] so take me the mistress sumbra And get my flix taking, When I was younger that order bond used to put her n***a under Been loud city for all Kay C had that under f**ing my lungs up, straight poe in this, If it ain't the molly I ain't smoking it, I'm a roll whatever straight out of the aunts I out stand in the mount, so many joints I lost count Do I ever run out, barely pa** off rarely Gommits low horses, low [?] We're underworld n***a get it why you have me Stone the nation till I'm buried, desert. [Hook:] So when I'm light the stack, Independence Day All my n***as on fire crap Made something from nothing that chick is stack up, Light your blunts paper's a bonx now put em back up, Silence side let me see the flames, I want the key in the city they wanna key the [?] We play that ghost smoking kush guard And is that thing music the cook hard Light us up. Anytime you see me around you see smokes, Yeah I burn like the top of the stowage G hoes kush lean [?] probably in the crib watching blue rave, 3D and the TV even know a little n***a believe I spill back is it hot and G silent Looking at my back and I swear that the weed smiling 56 grams and the 56 that, If you met me at the chain I put 50s on the neck Sticky on deck California kush and you're pimping on deck With my blicky on the left, and I don't give a f** I'm a pot head, got red, don't talk to me your eyes are not read Mind chinky blowing on then we Get high n***a I'm already there Like the flash going and Johnny [?] the teddy bear [Hook:] So when I'm light the stack, Independence Day All my n***as on fire crap Made something from nothing that chick is stack up, Light your blunts paper's a bonx now put em back up, Silence side let me see the flames, I want the key in the city they wanna key the [?] We play that ghost smoking kush guard And is that thing music the cook hard Light us up.