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Yeah, yeah (June, you're a genius) Fuck the hood you claim, I'm on that off the rip Straight out the gate I ain't no rat, I ain't no ho or bitch, huh Them niggas playin', ain't never blow no sticks Got tired of totin' F&N 'cause it don't hold no switch Pop out at yo' show, yeah we want dog You know that shit you did, stop coppin' pleas up on them calls I told lil' bro 'nem chill, we got the lo' on they whole squad They gon' post 'em on the news, and in the blogs We dump with kids in their cars My shorty on the run, I be with hot niggas That OG pack, this shit hit stronger when it's opps in it The hood is way too turnt, so I just pop in it Met that boy outside, right at the store, cuz' up them drugs and left some shots in him That's my baby, know wе steppin' for big cuddy You know that's brother, treat his momma likе my mother Before I shed a tear, we up the sco', that's how we comin' Givin' statements, niggas tellin' and be hoes out in public Nigga this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back Nigga this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back Nigga this that Ain't fuckin' with no nigga if he told Letras de cancionesI had a few homies I used to love, turned into hoes That money bring envy, these niggas pussy playin' roles For that clout they sell their soul, ain't no code Seen real niggas turn to trolls I miss my nigga GG, we on hunt though Put that on gang, ain't sayin' names, you know it's up though Boss of my city, I'm really cut, watch who you come for Ain't tryna talk to no big homies, bitch it's up, don't give a fuck, them niggas done for Catch them niggas lackin', we got action Pop out in your city, Ski up that ratchet, we in traffic Got choppers and glizzies, Drac' hold a hundred, that's a Patek Free lil' Rello, bitch we active I'm with steppers, they gon' whack shit for them Jacksons I was fucked up now I'm good, I grind it out Ain't doin' no talkin', that kind of paper make yo' cuz' slime you out They got my baby for a M, I bond him out Give the lawyer thirty racks to slide it out These niggas rats, be hidin' out Nigga this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back Nigga this that get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back, get back Nigga this that From Letras Mania