lirik lagu lauderdale – 1wayfrank
[intro]
fort lauderdale, florida (in my city)
fort lauderdale, florida
sunland, dixie court, 8th ave, and dillard
the guves, parkway, tatertown, driftwood
westwood, royal palm (melrose), franklin and money lane
[pre*verse/chorus]
young n*ggas get guap “get guap”
young n*ggas slang rocks “slang rocks”
young n*ggas tote glocks “tote glocks”
dumb n*ggas gets shot “get shot”
young broke n*ggas duffle up
state to state, dropping they racks in the mouth
strip club 54 throwing ones
in this b*tch chewing they lil mup
[verse #1]
“muppee”
pop pills, no flockin
cause that sh*t turning n*ggas into zombies
i done seen homies turning on they homies
i done seen n*ggas steal from they momma
all for that money (man i swear)
we living in a jungle
so my n*ggas takin chances
cause it’s f*ck being humble
bow my head, say a prayer for my n*ggas dead and gone
grab my paper, pen and pencil, write my dawgs up the road
cause u never know; it could’ve been me, it could’ve been you
it could’ve been me
in my city, sh*t gets hectic
in my city, you don’t get a chance to make it
in my city, everybody out here hustlin’
in my city, them jackboys go lurkin’
[verse #2]
lay em out, strecteched out
masked up, where that sack
take that weed and left the what
where’s the money and the drugs
check boys, poke and duffle
money look like spoiled mustard
forgiatos, wet paint, fully loaded on a foreign
young hustlas juggin for it, hittin’ houses, sn*tchin’ jewelry
grand thefts and b&e’s cause they out here tryna get it
juggmans sellin’ packs, got california kush connects
plugs from quebec and they really bout they bread
or they takin’ off ya head
not ya arms and not ya legs
the block hot, n*ggas opps and now they workin with for cops
his face dirty, he need a napkin but that still won’t clean it up
he a rat, ratatouille
down here we wack them rats with a tooly
he got hit with a 3pc
la la laaaa
[verse #3]
left the n*gga stankin’
dead flies (h*ll naw), he ain’t playin’
first 48 investigation
the cause of the death cause that n*gga was an informant
closed case, man its just another day
young n*ggas out here wilding like some bebe’s kids
like some bebe’s kids
young n*gga out here wilding like some bebe’s kids
sh*t gets real in the ‘dale
go hard or go home and don’t come back round here/
i know some lil n*ggas dat a do you in
i know some lil n*ggas dat done touched a hunnid bands (a hunnid bannnnnds)
my n*gga that’s hoodrich, my n*gga, my n*gga that hood rich
but now it’s time to get them f*cking m’s
no silver spoons, man we all ain’t have with sh*t
everybody got the same dream and that’s to get rich
everybody tryna jugg, pop checks or hit l!cks
can’t blame a n*gga hustle
gotta get it how you live
[outro]
get it how you live
can’t blame a n*gga hustle
gotta get it how you live
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