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I don't do the Tahoe, rather Escalade
Jumped up in the trap, I couldn't do a mini wage
These niggas gon' dick ride if you get a lil' wave
Never heard of bro up in the city, heard he bought his fame
Heard he cuffed a hoe, she be on go, whole city know her brain
Started flippin' O's, we was poor then the load came
She play with her nose, be on slopes, she like cocaine
Cuz got the fiends lined up, it look like Soul Train
And he made a million on that corner where we still hang
Late nites in that trap clutchin' my pole when the door swing
Ya shit 87, we was peddlin' that propane
Chi died I fell to my knees, I'm like no way
Tried to cry I couldn't, knew it wouldn't take the pain away
It was time to ball, I got in the game shootin' fadeaways
Phone calls thru Securus, broski say he on the way
Cuzzo caught that case, thought he a beat it like he Mike Jack
I ain't talkin' Ocho, but she tryna do a nightcap
Bro pull up from logo, got a scope on the Kel-Tec
Cuz don't care about his age, fuck it he gon' still trap
They put my niggas on the bus, they got caught up in that field trippin
These streets givin' me a rush, but too much and it a kill you
Went through way too much, I don't ever think that you can feel me
I don't do the Tahoe, rather Escalade
Jumped up in the trap, I couldn't do a mini wage
These niggas gon' dick ride if you get a lil' wave (lil' wave lil' wave)



Авторы: Malik Ali



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