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Pack

Instinct leads me to another flow
Everytime I think of my bitches & hoes
With my sista's I resist to feel low
We consist to watch backs quick word go
Now everybody knows there's exceptions to this rule
Not every bitch is bad ass, they claim but stay cool
But you be calling me out in shame, they bark back to those
Who disrespect- protect my name
That's why I'm talkin, each day we walkin down through town
Or on our block, we don't stop, they do not wanna pop cos
We're top of the notch, we get cock because we crazy hot
All pass the rules of the pack to be
Down to fuck up a bitch or snitch and pitch our
Friendship in a ditch a gravel pit we dig from loyalty
You turn around and beg if you was scratching her
Back and then shit on her tracks
Not my bitch
Your daft
As you were with your friends you tried to play mine
We take the rent for that crime

I hit the bottom there was no where else to go but up
Each day they work keep me alert and fuelled to keep my
Head up high in water chin above
You'll never let a bitch be hurt cos outside our pack is tough
As fuck but on the inside lions pride and strength in years & bred through love
I guess sometimes we're out of touch and independent, free
But all ahead and all behind still be defending me
All that I know is you are all the friends I have
And I will never let you go even when you make me mad
I don't wanna see my girls every other week until I pass them
On the street with my head down
That's what's makes us so unique
We'll always speak
Together we're complete
We always stick around and we'll be down to fuck a bitch
Up if they stitch up one bitch from the pack we're at
Fall back get smacked
A stone hard fact
A home of bricks built bitch by bitch
No ones alone within our click
sewn tightly together
Forever we're stitched
Don't worry bout money
The pack makes us rich
My sista
My Huni
Stay that bitch
Written by Toomb
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