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Charley Hood - Текст песни Too Fresh
GPGO
 Its Charley Hood
 Do you feel me?
Im too fresh to go to sleep x 8
 Im too fly to go to bed, 
 Im tryin drink some more liquor, 
 Tryin to east some pie head
 Im tryin to smoke some more weed, 
 Tryin spend some more bread
 If a nigga get the trigger we gonna spread with the leg
Im too fresh to go to sleep x 8
 My nigga Im tryin to stay up all week, 
 I dont like wasting no time on no drink
 Came really sleep cause its too close to death
 But the fact is though is that a nigga fresh to death
 Swag when I step, young nigga balling, 
 Bitch keep you calling, when I keep ignoring, 
 Being broke as born got a grind like escape boy, 
 Touch the... push your ink
 We them niggas you hear all the time, 
 25-8, we up like how a line
 Rolex diamonds looking like limon line, 
 No time for sleep cause a nigga on the grind, 
 Do you feel me?
 Im too fresh to go to sleep x 8
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 Im too fly to go to bed, 
 Im tryin drink some more liquor, 
 Tryin to east some pie head
 Im tryin to smoke some more weed, 
 Tryin spend some more bread
 If a nigga get the trigger we gonna spread with the leg
Im too fresh to go to sleep x 8
 Uh, were getting paid, you niggas go minimum, 
 F*ck you with the crew, you get hit with the... girl
 Get money there with some real ones, 
 We get the strip club, throwin stacks is rain the real ones
 Pop me a molly and the homies on kay
 Smoking on gas like propane, 
 He dig there, and its been bad, 
 Bitch wanna roll with a nigga that bang
 See I dont give a f*ck, bitch Im fresh as fuck
 I tell that bitch I wanna f*ck
 cause I dont give a f*ck, 
 See Im stupid with my pimping ass
 Lil mama I aint got no time for your messy ass
 Im bout my money I smash off to your six, 
 Fly like a polly, them bullets make you lay off but nigga we set trip
 And free all my niggas on the struggle, 
 Pray to God every day ts right back to the hustle
 Im right back to my pistol, Im right back to these bitches, 
 Right back to these county blues, I wish death on them snitches.
 Do you feel me?
 GPGO
 Yeah!
















