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(18 dummy)Yeah(We go 18 dummy)What they know about this 18 dumb hyphy man(We go 18 dummy)Beat me(We go 18 dummy)Yep, yep, okay, okayGo crew(Go crew)Fame gang, what it do?Yeah, cosmetics, okay, okay, yeah(All day)Go, go, go(What, what, what, what)El Nino, Brooke Ville, R.P, Rap Hill(And the bay, bay, bay, bay)Stunner Ville, where the curtains?They want to be a lot of disturbanceBut we all are no baby powderSame color, red lobster, clam chowderLetras de cancionesGhost ride it, three times I didFederation, remember the TitansThrow it personal guilt for a fight hereI'm out here like kites with lightningIs a rap with Wink on the tri hereWe go dumb, so beezes like fight hereIf you sleazy all you beezes say we love you, girlWe want to twirl you, so you need to work thenWe feel you, girl(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)(Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go)We go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummy(Go)We go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummyWe go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummy(Go)We go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummy, what?Yeah, F.A.B. there going hard18 dummy on your boulevard18 dummy's that will pull your cordGo dumb like Wade(Wade)Push the cord line, com your babyMom got caught, that's allI'm on, haters can't stop me nowCan get shanks on top of me nowI work my pals, scrappers got milesHyphy with pimped ass rims that rip out in styleI can't leave the game alone, they need usNow we talk a lot and the homies get downCome daddy, I'm G. Diddy, hands off kittyDamn, that muda is pretty, give me a signTell me when to go, put it in the airDon't tell me no(No, no, no)(Go, go, go)We go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummy(Go, go, go)We go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummy(Go, go, go)We go 18 dummy(Yarada)We go 18 dummy(You know what we do)We go 18 dummy(How does it look like to you?)We go(Go, go, go)Still hyphy acting their age18 dummy wiping the streets(Ah)Got grapes in the bag, go get itHad a cop looking like Bigfoot hit itSwing to the left all in the blockNiggas all in the curve block(Get it hot)Sideshow, police try to dance itNiggas going stupid in the AC TransitLook at mad at it, you heard meI'm a hood star like early B of the field(Hatch)Close to buzzing in the stunner van with gigolo's cousinI'm from Fairfield, that's what my mom saysScrapped in my bag pack, looking like KanyeIn the section, handle bars, a scrapper, one just like my carI go(Go, go, go)We go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummy(Go)We go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummy(Go, go, go)We go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummy(Go)We go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummyWe go(Go, go, go)I was from Pablo(Yeah, what, go)I was from Pablo(Yeah, what, go)I was from Pablo(Yeah, what, go)I was from Pablo(Yeah, what, go)I was from Pablo(Yeah, what, go)I was from Pablo(Yeah, what, go)I was from Pablo(Yeah, what, go)I was from Pablo(Yeah, what, go)Yeah, don't fuck with meMy whole crew will crush you, 18 dummyOn top of the wipe, stomp that shit(18 dummy)Now, now up and you go slide(18 dummy)(Yeah)And I'll hold on youThen I'll clean my shoes, 18 dummyWe go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummyWe go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummyWe go 18 dummy, we go 18 dummyWe go 18 dummy, we go 18 From Letras Mania