Get A Bag(Explicit) - B-Real

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Get A Bag(Explicit) - B-Real.mp3

[02:36.00]You can close ya eyes [02...
[02:36.00]You can close ya eyes
[02:36.00]Like ya fuckin nappin
[02:36.00]You can fade away
[02:36.00]Like ya never happened
[02:36.00]Ain't nothin promised
[02:36.00]But the life you make
[02:36.00]So get a bag
[02:36.00]Got a bag of biscotti
[02:36.00]If you want a drag
[02:36.00]
[02:36.00]Breathe in baby breathe it out
[02:36.00]Let my name roll off ya tongue
[02:36.00]When it's ya mouth
[02:36.00]Let you know that I'm the one
[02:36.00]If you have a doubt
[02:36.00]I'm stabbin out
[02:36.00]Whippin in the range
[02:36.00]Driving in the rain
[02:36.00]
[02:36.00]Never feelin pain
[02:36.00]Blazing up insane
[02:36.00]Grippin on the grain
[02:36.00]Clutch another strain
[02:36.00]Running back and makin gains
[02:36.00]Swerving in the lane
[02:36.00]Better tuck ya chain
[02:36.00]On the track like train
[02:36.00]I ain't makin stops
[02:36.00]
[02:36.00]Get a bag homie get a bag
[02:36.00]
[02:36.00]Get a bag homie get a bag
[02:36.00]
[02:36.00]
[02:36.00]Started with nothin
[02:36.00]Then we blew up
[02:36.00]They said ya nothin
[02:36.00]But a fuckin screw up
[02:36.00]Gave em a dose
[02:36.00]Of the realist shit
[02:36.00]And I'm makin sure
[02:36.00]They feel this shit
[02:36.00]
[02:36.00]One by one we won em all over
[02:36.00]Now it's autographs and nice to know ya
[02:36.00]Trips to Medellin
[02:36.00]With some Cali green
[02:36.00]Soaking up the beams
[02:36.00]Ya it ain't a thing
[02:36.00]
[02:36.00]You gotta a question
[02:36.00]I may never know the answer
[02:36.00]Due to circumstances
[02:36.00]takin haters out
[02:36.00]they're the fuckin cancer
[02:36.00]looking for advances
[02:36.00]these bitches get no passage
[02:36.00]What the really need to do is fuckin stop
You can close ya eyes
Like ya fuckin nappin
You can fade away
Like ya never happened
Ain't nothin promised
But the life you make
So get a bag
Got a bag of biscotti
If you want a drag
Breathe in baby breathe it out
Let my name roll off ya tongue
When it's ya mouth
Let you know that I'm the one
If you have a doubt
I'm stabbin out
Whippin in the range
Driving in the rain
Never feelin pain
Blazing up insane
Grippin on the grain
Clutch another strain
Running back and makin gains
Swerving in the lane
Better tuck ya chain
On the track like train
I ain't makin stops
Get a bag homie get a bag
Get a bag homie get a bag
Started with nothin
Then we blew up
They said ya nothin
But a fuckin screw up
Gave em a dose
Of the realist shit
And I'm makin sure
They feel this shit
One by one we won em all over
Now it's autographs and nice to know ya
Trips to Medellin
With some Cali green
Soaking up the beams
Ya it ain't a thing
You gotta a question
I may never know the answer
Due to circumstances
takin haters out
they're the fuckin cancer
looking for advances
these bitches get no passage
What the really need to do is fuckin stop
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