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What's crackin hummie 495 on my chest, city on my back Yo what you know about cookin crack in the back of yuh granny crib nigga What you know about whippin up bricks Then having to sell it to yo cousin nigga You don't know the hustle Niggas is not like that You gon live in the hood You gon die in the hood Hit a lick in the hood Drive by's in the hood Never snitch on the hood Never lie to the hood So you know we doin good So you know we doin good (Bitch tha huud shtayt) Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga All my money good nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga All my bitches good nigga Look I got a lucrative business opportunity here for you If you sell these bricks across the community, that'll do I would recommend if you want immunity from my crew If you don't your momma best write eulogy, take a clue uh Here's 7 thou straight to pocket You better pay it back, give a fuck how you toss it I'll call you yung Moses, bitch you better make a profit And you better bring it back, we on yo top just like a bonnet That's some real shit Only rolling wit some shooters, Bradley beal shit Concealed shit, gon hit you behind the wheel shit Won't feel shit, as soon as the fucking steel hit Idealists, gon think they can make a deal shit Call me the bitch, wit the big ass beak I make strides in my hood, I got big ass feet My goons stay in the cut, like a pickaxe be So listen up, I want you to hit a lick next week, lil nigga You gon live in the hood You gon die in the hood Hit a lick in the hood Drive by's in the hood Never snitch on the hood Never lie to the hood So you know we doin good So you know we doin good (Bitch tha huud shtayt) Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga All my money good nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga All my bitches good nigga Uh I hit a lick last week Cuz Lo been playing, wit my money, can't get shit past me I said "dance boy, this stick aiming at yo feet" And gave his bread to the bitch wit the big ass beak She always talk shit But she the one wit the shit, there ain't no options Once I get up my bands, I'm off this block shit Mutombo, '04, blast off, Rocket Already looking at cribs, I'm in the auctions Ooh Heading to my baby, she gon get a new Mercedes, guaranteed, not a maybe she been talking bout it ooh Driving going 80, passing everything like Brady, saw some blue and started breaking, cuz the cops are hounding ooh They ain't gon catch shit I heard the po po po, the sirens blasting It's time to go go go, ain't talking gadget Got all this dope dope dope, up in the back, shit ahh You gon live in the hood You gon die in the hood Hit a lick in the hood Drive by's in the hood Never snitch on the hood Never lie to the hood So you know we doin good So you know we doin good (Bitch tha huud shtayt) Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga All my money good nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga Bitch tha huud shtayt nigga All my bitches good nigga (Bitch tha huud shtayt) (Bitch tha huud shtayt) (Bitch tha huud shtayt) (Bitch tha huud shtayt) (Bitch tha huud shtayt) (Bitch tha huud shtayt) (Bitch tha huud shtayt) (Bitch tha huud shtayt)
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