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June, you're a genius Ayy, find they hood, ayy Shoot them niggas, ayy Like Rodney Hood, ayy Huh, huh, I doubt they fire back I doubt they fire back I doubt they fire back Who them niggas? Ayy Find they hood, ayy Shoot them niggas, ayy Rodney Hood, ayy I doubt they fire back Ah, Robin Williams, ayy Ah, rob a rich nigga Ah, Robin Hood, ayy Ah, who them niggas? Ayy Ah, find they hood, ayy Ah, shoot them niggas, ayy Ah, Rodney Hood, ayy I doubt they fire back Ah, Robin Williams, ayy Ah, rob a rich nigga Ah, Robin Hood, ayy, ugh Pussy ass nigga, don't bother me Letras de cancionesI hold my Draco awkwardly Mom said I can't have company Nigga better not ever not come for me Knock a nigga out of his Robin jeans I'm up but still commit robberies Hollow hit him in the stomach, colonoscopy Break a bitch heart with honesty Pour my drink, that's Honest Tea Lil' bitch with me got gonorrhea Like I can't pay her no mind Fuck around and get to actin' crazy like Like I can't pay her no mind Fuck around, she tryna have a baby I throw a bitch off the backboard Slam her back in, Scuba Tracy McGrady like huh Hmm hmm, let me tell you somethin' My young dawg here tryna sell you somethin', huh Pull a four-five on a nigga then I just lay him Guess that's where the hell he from, hey No cap, I'm filthy rich Big homie gave me fifty bricks, ayy No cap, I'ma hit your bitch Block her number after she suck my dick like huh Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang in the living room Auntie give my shit to Philthy for me, she gon' send it to him A nigga say he ain't got my re-up, then we gon' get into it I might have the whole Seminary put them pistols to him 18, left him 'bout thirty, hmm Twelve shots went to a murder, huh Seventeen bars on Wednesday, hmm Two-three fives by Thursday, hmm Five hundred dollars for the [? 1:34] Twenty-eight thousand for the Rollie, huh Twenty-five thousand for the crib game Better not steal 'bout five dollar Rollies, huh Look, I say, hundred thou' out a bad bitch She a centerfold, nothin' average (Uh-uh) Still the number one draft pick Three to win the game off the glass, bitch (It's Philthy, ho) Amiri jeans cost a little thousand (Designer) Amiri jacket cost two bands (Designer) Skinny jeans with stupid bands Tell Skuba Steve do the Skuba dance In the D like I'm from there (Ayy, what up, though?) Name a nigga ever did that (Ain't nan' one) Play with me and get kidnapped (Ayy, do that) We slid up and slid back (Slide) Hundred thousand with gold or somethin' (Chump change) Another hundred thousand or a hundred (Swear to God) Bought my Asian bitch a pair of buffs She ain't even wore them bitches once (It's Philthy) In the red zone with some reds on (Red bottoms) Seminary nigga, kill zone (Seminary) Smokin' on gelato, kill zone (It's five nothin') Ten thousand, boy, the pills gone (Is that right?) On the East Side, nigga, 7 Mile (East Side) Told the plug I need the big amount (I need that) Bitch say she wanna settle down (Bitch) Talkin' 'bout she want a wedding now (It's Philthy) On the turnaround, nigga, me and Smoke (Turnaround) Ten years fora key of coke (Thirty-six) They flick they lights, I'ma run they ass This a track car, all they seein' smoke (Swear to God) Chanel bags for my bottom bitch Every year the ho stayed down (Solid) Chopper ringin' off in the hood Better grab the hoods off the playground (You better) Steak, lobster, and shrimp, bitch (What else?) Fried rice with the combination (Ayy, eat it up) Fuck his baby mama with the F&N Make him give up the combination (You better, nigga) Fifty pointers in the diamond chain (Bust down) New rose gold set from Gary (Bust down) Fast money like Big Berry (Fast money) Broke nigga, he secondary, it's Philthy From Letras Mania