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Racks to the Hood
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Xanman
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Ou Okay, okay, ou Okay cool Ou Okay, okay, ou Okay, [?], ou Aye, aye, Swerve where the f**k you go bro? (I'm right here, I'm right here bro) Oh, alright Only reason why you living, we letting you .45 shoot layers and my [?] My Cartier frame, and I look intellectual OG call me say "I'm tryna better you" A youngin' want me to shoot n***as just like y'all did He gave me that pistol, I turned into a hard head He think I'm a real shooter, or whatever y'all said Brr, brr, okay good Street n***as still bring racks to the hood Too many P's, I'm still tryna flood Young n***a, I been so misunderstood We turn the block into the Cabin in the Woods Call me Gru, I wish a n***a would I sold him rerock, you could see thе fuzz Big ass shotgun, I'm Elmer Fudd You could tell how he movin' hе really a blood I told [?] I got the supply, Xanman once upon a time My old plug said "Lets take a ride" He screamin' and panic, we deep fryin' Ran in this hoe and tied his unc' to a [?], Like "Where all that gas that you tried to hide?" He be trippin, Glock sayin' look in my eyes, I'm only gonna ask you one time 12 thinkin' that they got it this time, another suspect identified I love big Drake, you know we gon' spin the guys b*t*h too toxic, I think she a Gemini I'm seein' red but I'm not the crimson guy Told his ass go to sleep like he is hypnotized Dropped out of school, I don't know how to simplify He put in a order ain't know it was missing fries Only reason why you living, we letting you .45 shoot layers and my [?] My Cartier frame, and I look intellectual OG call me say "I'm tryna better you" A youngin' want me to shoot n***as just like y'all did He gave me that pistol, I turned into a hard head He think I'm a real shooter, or whatever y'all said Brr, brr, okay good Street n***as still bring racks to the hood My 5'6 n***a bang blood like Suge Say he wanna kill me, well okay you should Set a n***a up through a b*t*h from the hood Count money up like—, it felt too good Choppa gon' shoot, and make him ugh I'm in the coupe, this b*t*h run Too many P's, I'm still tryna flood Couple AP's I still wanna flood Couple of b*t*hes I'm tryna f**k She know that I'm up but I don't give a f**k I got big rolls, hella hoes, now she wanna suck New ARP and it's f**kin' 'em up If I miss my shot then a n***a in luck When we in public we keepin' 'em tuck I know some n***as I really can't trust Sippin' on Tris, he sippin' on Tuss' .30 gon' slide in a stolo truck And me and Rino finna pour a 4 up They be like "Jace but you finna go up" Brand new drake, that b*t*h don't got a butt She gotta lil' pretty face but she don't got a butt Only reason why you living, we letting you .45 shoot layers and my [?] My Cartier frame, and I look intellectual OG call me say "I'm tryna better you" A youngin' want me to shoot n***as just like y'all did He gave me that pistol, I turned into a hard head He think I'm a real shooter, or whatever y'all said Brr, brr, okay good Street n***as still bring racks to the hood My 5'6 n***a bang blood like Suge
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