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ghetto poet - g perico & steelz lyrics

[verse]
we gon’ dance, drink, twist up our fingers
all the bad b*tches wanna get with the gangsters
come pick a fly n*gga from the clique
we got money, we got bl!cks, we top sh*t
top crip, drive around in hot sh*t
shake the city every time that we drop sh*t
me and steelz like somethin’ you ain’t never seen
underground kings with iced out clicc rings
underdogs, but now we in a big league
masked up, tryna see what the l!ck read
george jefferson iii, anybody make a funny move, lеave that n*gga on the curb
steak 48, i’m shirlеy temple
dead homies, i love my beautician
dead homies, i’m up on you n*ggas
on the dead homies, i’m gunnin’ for you n*ggas
lamborghinis in real life, all on the tv in real life, the sh*t you n*ggas dream is my real life
through all the clout and the fame, n*gga, still the same
ghetto, pour it for the city, crip james

- g perico steelz lyrics

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