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I'm the same nigga from the front street Still juggin' out a ho's spot Stayed down now I came up And I was fucked up, I used the door lock Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Same nigga from the front street Still juggin' out a ho's spot Stayed down now I came up And I was fucked up, I used the door lock Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part I keep paper like a trashbag Racks on me, nigga hashtag We be all in the trenches with it Bombs all like Baghdad Cameras all in the rear with it I can see the streets when I back back Plain jane, Gucci wrist watch Got plenty sense but get dumb guap Still drippin' at your ho spot Letras de cancionesWe was kickin' shit then we told part Same nigga went to Buckhead and Court County just to dole off Straight eight, that's a transformer Me and Rudy hopin' out robots Raf shirt, Gucci jugs on, Balenciaga, they low top I'm the same nigga from the front street Still juggin' out a ho's spot Stayed down now I came up And I was fucked up, I used the door lock Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Same nigga from the front street Still juggin' out a ho's spot Stayed down now I came up And I was fucked up, I used the door lock Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part I'm the same nigga on the backstreets with a big pistol and a hundred P's Traphouse with a real plug, he done served over a hundred keys Birds eye from the condo, motherfucker in the sky with it Fishbowl on the new Benz, juggin' while my Cartier's tinted Audemar my wristwear, iced in like a Frigidare Chopsticks at Benihana, we ain't usin' no silverware Watch me like a telescope, I really came up from selling dope I'm on MLK with a yellow bitch, had to get some bags from the yellow store I'm the same nigga from the front street Still juggin' out a ho's spot Stayed down now I came up And I was fucked up, I used the door lock Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Same nigga from the front street Still juggin' out a ho's spot Stayed down now I came up And I was fucked up, I used the door lock Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part I'm the same nigga from the front street with a big bomb on my nuts nigga I'm the same nigga that stayed down, I ran that shit up nigga You gon' clutch nigga, I done bust niggas My bitch my dog, I don't trust niggas Where I come from it was rough nigga Tryna get it off in a rush nigga If they ever grab you just hush nigga I'ma have the lawyer pullin' up for you Six figures for a Johnny [?] I ain't comin' nothing less for you Big AMG, look at me, did this shit on my own I'm the same nigga from the west end with them country boys in my phone I'm the same nigga from the front street Still juggin' out a ho's spot Stayed down now I came up And I was fucked up, I used the door lock Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Same nigga from the front street Still juggin' out a ho's spot Stayed down now I came up And I was fucked up, I used the door lock Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part Racks on me, nigga hashtag We don't kick the shit 'cause we told part From Letras Mania