Correction Paroles Hit UP par CJ

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I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
I get you hit up, no Pac
Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot

Can't f**k with no ho that's basic, uh
I used to run up checks and really break it
I told that b*t*h just taste it, uh
Look at my face and tell me it's amazing
Hate when my time get wasted, uh
Off-White belt, Off-White laces
And I know these n***as hate me, uh
Ask your b*t*h, she say I'm her favorite

Pass me the [?]
You know this sh*t can get tricky, look
I catch a blicky, yeah
Man down in my city (uh)
If you talkin' hot, thirty rounds in this Glock, uh
Straight to hit top, yeah, made a n***a diddy bop

I do a hit in a Tesla
n***a, I'm the king of this sh*t, no pressure
She like, "Why you so extra?"
Shut up, b*t*h, before you get fessed up
You can't finesse a finesser, yeah
Now I'm back on my bully
I do a drill in a hoodie, yaeh
And the clip loaded fully
Aim for his māthā, then he dancin' bachata
Yeah, I said it again
f**k that sh*t, we ain't makin' no friends
Slide on his block then we hit up his Benz

Come to your block and set up shop
I got the streets on lock, uh
I cannot love no thot
Off-White belt, Off-White laces
And I know these n***as hate me, uh
Ask your b*t*h, she say I'm her favorite

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