Текст песни Metrohousingbabybee (feat. Lil Rk) - Elplaga
(Pipe
that
shit
up,
TnT)
(Tahj
Money)
Turn
me
up
on
the
speakers,
man
Tell
'em,
go
score
on
GG
I
told
broski,
"Pass
me
GG,
I
need
GG"
I
need
that,
gang,
gang
I
just
whipped
a
chicken,
had
the
kitchen
lookin'
wavy
The
projects
really
raised
me
Metro
housin',
baby
I
picked
up
the
strap,
and
told
my
mom
it's
for
my
safety
We
was
in
the
field,
shootin'
shit,
like
the
navy
(rrah)
Trap
life,
GG
in
the
air,
we
smoke
your
crodie
You
slidin'
for
that
dead
opp,
you
can
be
a
body
30
in
the
Wesson,
got
that
glizzy
in
the
party
(grrt-grrt,
grrt-grrt)
I
keep
them
killas
with
me,
and
for
me,
they
goin'
dummy
(grrt-grrt,
grrt-grrt)
I
put
my
gang
on
first
I'll
put
your
man's
on
shirts
I
had
to
take
a
trip
OT
because
them
trenches
is
cursed
I
was
locked
up,
did
'bout
three,
but
that
shit
could've
been
worse
Real
niggas
doin'
time
'cause
they
be
puttin'
in
work
I
just
whipped
a
chicken,
had
the
kitchen
lookin'
wavy
The
projects
really
raised
me
Metro
housin',
baby
I
picked
up
the
strap,
and
told
my
mom
it's
for
my
safety
We
was
in
the
field,
shootin'
shit,
like
the
navy
(rrah)
Trap
life,
GG
in
the
air,
we
smoke
your
crodie
You
slidin'
for
that
dead
opp,
you
can
be
a
body
30
in
the
Wesson,
got
that
glizzy
in
the
party
(grrt-grrt,
grrt-grrt)
I
keep
them
killas
with
me,
and
for
me,
they
goin'
dummy
(grrt-grrt,
grrt-grrt)
Dirty
Glock,
Nina
She
love
to
sing
like
a
diva
(bo-boom,
boom)
If
I
go
down,
dawg,
don't
remember
shit,
amnesia
(shh)
Earn
my
stripe
like
zebras
(zebras)
Three
shots
on
me,
Adidas
(Adidas)
About
that
action,
no
theaters
Can't
crucify
me
like
Jesus
(ha-ha)
Bitch,
we
ridin',
slidin'
Trap
jumpin'
like
Harden
Ballin',
Michael
Jordan
Like
bottles,
yeah,
we
poppin'
A
hundred
bands,
straight
profit
I've
been
hot,
like
the
oven
See
Plaga,
that's
my
cousin
You
tweak
with
us,
we
bussin'
I
just
whipped
a
chicken,
had
the
kitchen
lookin'
wavy
The
projects
really
raised
me
Metro
housin',
baby
I
picked
up
the
strap,
and
told
my
mom
it's
for
my
safety
We
was
in
the
field,
shootin'
shit,
like
the
navy
(rrah-rrah,
rrah-rrah)
Trap
life,
GG
in
the
air,
we
smoke
your
crodie
You
slidin'
for
that
dead
opp,
you
can
be
a
body
30
in
the
Wesson,
got
that
glizzy
in
the
party
(grrt-grrt,
grrt-grrt)
I
keep
them
killas
with
me,
and
for
me,
they
goin'
dummy
(grrt-grrt,
grrt-grrt)
Black,
fifth,
put
some
shots
up
in
his
tummy
Street
shit,
all
my
niggas
goin'
dummy
Remember
days
when
we
was
starvin',
we
was
bummy
(we
was
bummy)
Remember
days
them
bitches
say
they
never
love
me
(they
never
love
me)
I
picked
up
the
Glock
because
them
niggas
hate
on
me
.40
on
my
waist,
I'll
pull
up
on
'em,
rest
in
peace
They
say
they
want
me
dead,
but
these
niggas
ain't
in
these
streets
I'll
pop
'em
like
molly
or
ecstasy,
up
in
this
bitch
I
just
whipped
a
chicken,
had
the
kitchen
lookin'
wavy
The
projects
really
raised
me
Metro
housin',
baby
I
picked
up
the
strap,
and
told
my
mom
it's
for
my
safety
We
was
in
the
field,
shootin'
shit,
like
the
navy
(grrah-grrah,
grrah-grrah)
Trap
life,
GG
in
the
air,
we
smoke
your
crodie
You
slidin'
for
that
dead
opp,
you
can
be
a
body
30
in
the
Wesson,
got
that
glizzy
in
the
party
(grrt-grrt,
grrt-grrt)
I
keep
them
killas
with
me,
and
for
me,
they
goin'
dummy
(grrt-grrt,
grrt-grrt)
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