Correction Paroles 3 PEAT par $tupid Young

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Freaky b*t*h she swallow nut, she a nut goblin
And when she ride this d**k I tell her don't stop it
Ay, fat fourty on me, n***a I'm gon' pop it
Lil n***a, you ain't the boss you just the co-pilot
Ay, this fourty push 'em back like you my step-son
Spot them and we drop them, that's on crip don't think I missed one
You ain't got no say, so in your section you ain't chip none
These killas who I'm stepping with lil b*t*h don't make me pick one

I had to toss that [?], out the dirty phantom
Bullets flying, please do not swing because you will not land one
Jump kick a dumb b*t*h if she's dissing the hood
Pu**y n***a he got caught slipping [?]
They took his blower it's like taking candy from a baby
I never been honor roll but it's always been AB
Tell them put that on their momma if they say they chase me
My shooters thirsty for a kill, yeah that kill tasty

Real life b*t*h but he a gangsta when he log on
I was front-lining when I found out that my dog gone
When it's time to handle business I know who to call on
Fourteen and hollow don't come through it that's the wrong zone
Stepping in your section with a .40 and a Angel's hat
Lost too many dogs wish I could bring my gangstas back
I ain't talking 'bout no dice but my n***as stay with straps
My hood ain't nothing like them games so don't you play with that

I can't turn my back up on these streets I'm too deep in it
Swiss cheese a n***a whip I don't care who in it
How them n***as rap about some bodies but don't shoot n***as
Every-time you see me gang with me ain't no new n***as
N***as beef with us and end up dead, they got bad luck
I come from the city where the skaters even say cuh
Whole city crip now tell me one gang that say blood
This blue rag on my left f**k my opps I can't change up

I said I was gonna calm down, but I came out tripping
Only on GTA is when they busting missions
Beat box with this Glock that b*t*h got a rhythm
He left his blower in the house the reason why they killed him
When these bullets get to spreading that sh*t like a virus
Every-body that it touch I can bet they dying
Wrong side of the bed so I chose violence
We came with drums and them sticks plus an extra violin
B*t*h we got drums going dumb but we is not hyphy
Yeah that n***a might rap too but he is not like me
N***as killing me with all these comments tell them come find me
We the reason why that lil n***a on a white tee
Touch down in your city you know I'mma tap in
If we got a show, f**k promoters bring the straps in
Nowadays n***as all talking but no action
Even if I am riding in the Caddy I ain't lacking

N***a hold on, b*t*h I'm throwing bullets tell them go long
Your circle full of rats won't be surprised if you get told on
Found that sucka addie in the city, getting rolled on
Top shotta sh*t, you n***as sweet, b*t*h I'm sucker free
And that Glock came in all black it look like Booker-T
They say they sliding but they ain't sliding, n***a we gon' see
We let off shots, the neighbors out, we had to flee the scene

Trophy gang, trophy gang, yeah it's free Solid
We the ones that got the sh*t back popping if we're being honest
Got me laughing at that post with RIP comments
See them drop off my fake page, I had to screenshot it
We done dropped way more shells than a taco stand
Kryptonite, we gon' kill whoever think he superman
You can't do the shooter pose if you ain't shooter man
Have them sandwiched in their block then we start going ham
Big [?], bouncing up and down like it's '64
She ain't never had a crip tho, with some crypto
Anybody been through what I been through would've been fold
Big pole make a sucka bend like it's limbo
Call me Tarzan in that jungle I was raised at
B*t*h I hate snakes, hate roaches and I hate rats
Any-time a n***a on a track you know I state facts
Say they looking for us n***as know where SEA at

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