Correction Paroles Through the Smoke par Yung Boss Tevo

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(Ayy, Blackie', what's the sauce, n***a?)
Ah, ha
Y'all know what the f**k goin' on
Big Bragg, n***a
Big cream, n***a
Bit', bit', I know I snap on any beat, n***a (Let's go)
And I'm livin' like that, real life

Ayy, thirty on me, yeah, it's tucked in the coat
Yeah, that b*t*h really tucked in the coat (Ayy)
Dissin' on me, guarantee you get smoked
Got Lil Rip with me, yeah, that boy see through the smoke
Ayy, C4, you know that we finna blow (Boom)
Ayy, we get the drop on a lick, then we kickin' a door
Ayy, switch up the style, yeah, switch up the flow
Ayy, I'm goin' crazy, they know I'm a Loc
Ayy, I'm bangin' harder, ayy, where did I go?
Nah, I got that rod everywherе that I go (What?)
Get my Wocky for free, or the high or the low
Eithеr way, yeah, the b*t*h n***as know how it go
Ayy, high speed chase, hit the gas, then go (Vrrt)
Ayy, they tryna pay me for bodies like ghost
Ayy, strong arm robbery, might leave a note
Ayy, these n***as cap hard, n***as be jokes
Ayy, n***as be killin' themselves with a rope
Ayy, goin' out sad, prolly over a ho
He say he want a feature, he say he got dough
'Fore he get to the booth, rob his ass at the door
Ayy, Loyalty Gang, yeah, I got it from smoke
They slip, we slide, yeah, we hit 'em with smoke
Ayy, I'm rockin' Palla D'oro, that's on my coat
Always had dreams, even when I was broke
Ayy, I'm high as a b*t*h right now
And I'm feelin' myself, yeah, I might take a pic right now (Uh)
Real pimp, young quick to tell a b*t*h, "Pipe down"
Ho think 'cause she cute she gon' get piped down (Nah)
Yeah, I been havin' hoes, but I pass 'em around
Yeah, we call out for tons 'cause we passin' around
Ayy, I want him dead, I ain't askin' around
Yup, I'm dropin' straight cash, I want him now (Boom)
(Ayy, I call up, what's his name? He put him down)
Yeah, that's my hitman, he from that town
Ayy, I'm from that town, then he from that town
He gon' it do for free 'cause he loyal and down
Ayy, let me chill out 'cause I might go phased
And yeah, I'm a Crip, but my gun see red
Ayy, you better stand on that sh*t that you said
Better hope I don't stand over you when you dead
Ayy, you better stand on that sh*t that you said
Better hope I don't stand over you when you dead
Don't check, yeah, we hit that boy right in his head
Ayy, made him a pallet, we put him to bed
Ayy, heart of my trenches, I can't be scared
Hit that boy in his heart, have him doin' that pledge
Yeah, that n***a a b*t*h, push him off the ledge

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