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"Highway to Hell"

Cris Dinero on the track

[Chorus]
Every day it look like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n*ggas never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted, blowing lucies
Every day look it like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n*ggas never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted, blowing lucies

[Verse 1]
Drop top with a regular b*tch
I remember all the days in the crib
Kick rocks big bank on my payroll yeah
Money make a n*gga skin suntan
Like Yazmine ain't you f*cking proud of me?
I'm out here looking like a robbery
And all I was doing the pottery
I was running, ducking, bucking right from the feds
Bust a molly then its back to the trap
This life is too crazy
I can't wind up dead
Paranoia f*cking up with my head
Boy, you gotta f*ck it up, what you saying?
Count a rack up in the tote when I'm vacant
Show them boys that you the one that's not playing
Kodak boppin' in my funeral playing
Kodak boppin' in my funeral playing

[Chorus]
Every day it look like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n*ggas never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted, blowing loosies
Every day look it like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n*ggas never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted, blowing lucies

[Bridge]
Ok, look
The gas gets smoked, Hoes get f*cked
n*ggas know how it goes And the gas gets smoked
Hoes get f*cked, Pour a four in my cup
n*ggas really, they know what's up
Ay, gas get
Yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah
Ok, gas get smoked
Ok, hoes get f*cked
My cup, pour a four
n*ggas really know what's up

[Chorus]
Every day it look like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n*ggas never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted, blowing lucies
Every day look it like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n*ggas never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted, blowing lucies

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