Thugz Mansion - The New Die Hard lyrics

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Thugz Mansion - The New Die Hard lyrics

[Verse 1: Samworth] Backpack couple of pounds heavier than it outta be Audibly you hear me, see? Physically up out your seats Mentally ill body you With these lyrical bullets, I'm sorry dude Another career done bit the dust All cause of my rap kung fu Oooo Bruce Lee up in this mothaf**a Small yellow mighty, Gabapentin in this mothaf**a Figgity figgity f**ed up, with this coke here, I'm on cloud line Your b**h here, her a** fine This nights been dope, need more time UH More dopamine to keep me so happy To keep me from k**ing you You punk b**h, give me your shoes And your wallet And your weed *Hits Blunt* Backwoods rolled backwards this liquor got me so plastered [Verse 2: Van Gar V] Plastered as f** Cloud 9 I'm pressin' my luck Still D.R.E, naw this 20 years later Smoke so much, sound like Darth Vader Poppers and poppers, sh** is outplayed so I sold my weed and bought some DMT So f**in' hot, 902 degrees Molly in me, my serotonin flees Depletes like my bag when I'm smokin' up trees Sam, pour me another flamin' moe It pa**ed the first test, I didn't go blind You havin' fun? Run it back I'm havin' a heart attack It's just d** so I go with it No justice Gar V's so poetic Trust me, you're pathetic and showin' it Blow in my nose I ain't blowin' it Still throwin' 'em bows Who am I to keep you down? Gold Dust Gar V Gar V's name is Earl Not the sweat, it's the hickeys to make you hurl f** shock value like an early teenage girl f**in' shock Valume comin' out of my tazer Sit back and you're astonished Gar V's honestly k**in' it It couldn't be said so you let him just keep f**in' spillin' This ain't been done Have you seen me before? No, therefore, reinforce Thugz roll on you, no Bellator