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I'm tryna put my whole hood on If it was them in the same position, would they put me on? I don't think they woulda They shoulda, they coulda, they woulda Sayin' they'll run up, we know they ain't gonna Gang on the blow, that's garra The gang don't lack 'cause the man too parra They saw me and YG doin' a mazza I-I-I-I love Chris Rich Yo, yo I'm delicate when she got a wig on, I'm pullin' her hair anytime she got braids For life, my family first, I gave mum some anytime I got paid, huh Lucky, I never got AIDS, I fucked them raw every time I got laid, huh I got the party turnt, I don't party much now, I've never been Tape I been through some unsettlin' pain, that shit had me overthinkin', uh Then I got my head in the game, you blend in well, we ain't movin' bait Why them man so loud? They gave it away Who's up next? You take a guess, who the hardest in West? They'll say my name I'm tryna put my whole hood on If it was them in the same position, would they put me on? I don't think they woulda, they shoulda, they coulda, they woulda Sayin' they'll run up, we know they ain't gonna Gang on the blow, that's garra, the gang don't lack 'cause the man too parra They saw me and YG doin' a mazza They just can't hack it, they threw in the spanner, mechanic The tool don't fix no vehicle though, this one's for close protection Have I got, bro? That goes without sayin', now has he got me? That's a stupid question All good gestures turn into finnesin', all losses turn into a lesson Business meetin', I came with my billings, I came in a tracky, I don't like denim
Writer(s): Oakley Neil H Caesar-su, Jacob Colcombe, Christopher Richardson, Thomas Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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