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Where I'm from, boy Where I'm from, boy Where I'm from, boy Where I'm from We got looters and shooters, we got cops and robbers We got strippers and scammers, we got the hoes that be plottin' We got choppers and llamas, that's why we livin' with trauma Y'all be fuckin' up commas, I'm just a nigga from 'Bama We got looters and shooters, we got cops and robbers We got strippers and scammers, we got the hoes that be plottin' We got choppers and llamas, that's why we livin' with trauma Y'all be fuckin' up commas, I'm just a nigga from 'Bama Ride with a blick (Blick) Two more, gotta ride with a stick (Stick) Poppin' shit when I ride in the whip (Whip) Heart cold, can't trust no bitch, nigga, that's on Crip This as real as it get (Gets) On the block with my dog with a stick (Stick) One call and the car gettin' flipped New FN with the blue on the tip Neck so heavy, can't rock it out (Can't rock it out) Sprite already too dirty, so I can't drop it all (Can't drop it all) Nigga can't fuck with the gang, told the pussy nigga, "Knock it off" When it's wartime, we could pop it off (Lil' bitch) Letras de cancionesHis pass ain't good in the hood, lil' nigga, we can lock it off Stick hangin', I can't walk (Can't walk) Feds lookin' at all my niggas, I hate we can't even talk (Talk) Say you got a body, now your body got white chalk (Chalk) Try to blame me, gotta blame my hood, it ain't my fault Shit I did and shit I saw We got looters and shooters, we got cops and robbers We got strippers and scammers, we got the hoes that be plottin' We got choppers and llamas, that's why we livin' with trauma Y'all be fuckin' up commas, I'm just a nigga from 'Bama We got looters and shooters, we got cops and robbers We got strippers and scammers, we got the hoes that be plottin' We got choppers and llamas, that's why we livin' with trauma Y'all be fuckin' up commas, I'm just a nigga from 'Bama Where I'm from, boy Where I'm from, boy From Letras Mania