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Ghetto Boy
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Rio Da Yung OG
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(Marc Boomin, this you?) Yeah, yeah It's Rio Ghetto Boyz in this b*t*h, n***a, free P I'm a motherf**kin'?Ghetto?Boy, b*t*h, I?grew up in Section 8 Buy a?pint, sell a five, drink eleven straight Shoot a n***a twenty times, watch him elevate I give props when they due, I don't never hate Skip the line at the club, I don't never wait In the Scat' runnin' lights, I don't never brake Bought a split in all chunks, it was never shake Move the bag quick as f**k, ain't got a lick of patience Eight of Wock', eight of red in one lemonade Drink the b*t*h and take a nap, call that medicatin' Thought about it 'fore we drunk the pint, that's premeditation Oh, the bag just touched down? Now let's celebrate Oh, your Cash App ain't workin'? I take other payments Move the bag on my own, don't need no inspiration I'm finna show you how to stack it, this a demonstration N***a, pay attention Bro in Cali pimpin' hoes, he be breakin' b*t*hes I'm finna cook a whole brick, it's gon' take a minute I can't use a scale, it's too much weight, I be breakin' benches I'm a motherf**kin' Ghetto Boy, b*t*h, I grew up in Section 8 Buy a pint, sell a five, drink eleven straight Shoot a n***a twenty times, watch him elevate I give props when they due, I don't never hate Skip the line at the club, I don't never wait In the Scat' runnin' lights, I don't never brake Bought a split in all chunks, it was never shake Shoot a n***a twenty times, watch his body rise I'm finna put the red on hold, it's Wocky time Couldn't conceal my AR pistol, it's Glocky time I done took four Perc-10s, I'm on a Roxy time He was broke and weak, he got some money, he c*cky now Baby, I ain't tryna f**k, just top me down I hate pigs and I just wanna beef, I'm an ahki now This dog hittin' hard as f**k, it'll knock Rocky out I'm a Ghetto Boy, baby, free Big P And I'm quick to chase a n***a down, I got big feet The SK'll turn a n***a engine block to Swiss cheese These ain't no Puma runners, baby, these some big B's Take the shake out a pound, sell it for the low Take some flour out of town, come back with hella dough B*t*h, I heard you loud and clear, the f**k you yellin' for? I grew up 'round fiends, all my life, I been smellin' dope I'm a motherf**kin' Ghetto Boy, b*t*h, I grew up in Section 8 Buy a pint, sell a five, drink eleven straight Shoot a n***a twenty times, watch him elevate I give props when they due, I don't never hate Skip the line at the club, I don't never wait In the Scat' runnin' lights, I don't never brake Bought a split in all chunks, it was never shake I'm a motherf**kin' Ghetto Boy, b*t*h, I grew up in Section 8
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