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Allstar Lee - Certified Street Platinum Lyrics

[Verse 1: AllStar Lee]
Me and Tee in the Urus with the red trim
Bitch, we used to traffic outa red M
He want smoke, bro and em break his head in
If the rap don't pop, bitch, we going fed then

[Verse 2: Tee Grizley]
Niggas talking crazy, that shit crazy, 'cause we fed them
Drama we gon' escolate it, we gone escalate it, we don't
Dead shit. Brudda bangin bloody, he might pull up in a
Red Benz 80,000 on me, I can try, but I can't spread this

[Verse 3: AllStar Lee]
Stomp a nigga in Dior, that's a thousand dollar [?]
Quarter million dollar [?] that's my brother shit
The Glock two faced, fuck around and hit a switch
Took the dawgy out the stove with an oven mit

[Verse 4: Tee Grizley]
Hold up, free my brother, bitch
Brodie locked up, niggas still can't fuck my brother bitch
You'll never hear about how my lil brother snitched
Like how I heard your rother snitched
You and your brother bitch
Facts, eh
When I seen her twerk, I saw the freak in her
Had to climb [?] latter, get [?] got so deep in her
Layed up in the crib [?] bag moving, I ain't even see [?]
[Verse 5: AllStar Lee]
Bag gone so fast, I ain't even see it [?]
I don't fuck with nerds, bitch, I run with all dope runners
Come and [?] you know we got them [?] numbers
Bitches see these VV's dance, and gon' wanna blow on us
Bussing through this bitch [?] tried to lock the door on us
Hundred thousand dollar chain, [?] at the liquor store
Hought your bitch was fast [?] hit her off a [?]
[?] coast to coast, [?] buffalo
Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg, leave your hood up in smoke

[Verse 6: Tee Grizley]
Eh
Dimes on the floor [?] bitches [?]
[?] 'cause they kill faster
[?] they mans just get smoked?
Nigga still acting
Bitch, we street platnom, and got songs that went real platnom
I'm in the studio rapping to get a better life
Still be at the murder [?] with the extra ice
Three story crib, don't come over if you scared of hights
Bitch, I might not tell you once, you know I ain't gon' tell you twice

[Verse 7: AllStar Lee]
[?] freaky bitches wanna share us, right?
Shooters tapping me on [?] see them niggas staring, right?
You think he a tough guy? You know them niggas scary, right?
Rappids in the passinger, you know it's a Macclarin, right?
These niggas [?] swaring they ball
[?] ain't even worth the [?] out of my [?]
50 [?] in my [?], can't keep bitches up off me
Get you killed in the morning, while you sipping your coffee
Nigga
[Verse 8: Tee Grizley & AllStar Lee]
You see these chains on our neck, they cost a lotta bands
[?] unless the chopper [?]
Brand new Rolie, I had to blow the brains out
Run up on us, and we gon' blow your brains out
Bitch