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lirik lagu no hook – rio da yung og

[intro]
yea
ghetto boy sh*t, you know what the f*ck going on
sh*t on the flo’
(marc boomin)
free the ghetto n*gga.. we still on that n*gga
y’all n*ggas can’t f*ck with us
yea

[verse]
everybody got 3 chains on
everybody got a thang on ’em, think you robbin’ who?
take a chunk out his head, that’s what the chopper do
pull to the hood, count the money up, alright i gotta scoot
got a hundred racks on the floor, like we about to shoot
middleman bought a presi’ off a hundred pounds of glue
got a bo for thirteen, sold the b*tch for twenty*two
swiped the watch for thirty racks, sold it back for twenty too
b*tch, i’m a real hustler
in a twenty*twenty ‘vette, it look like mustard
yea i was f*cking both of them, and they like cousins
nodding off every 30 minutes, cause the sprite muddy
i’m off a blue*thirty, 2 chains and one watch, that’s 2 birdies
sixty racks for the [?], so that’s two thirties
caught a body broad day, it was 2:30, i had 2 30’s
you better move swift
cause we got another glock, and bought a new switch
so many rounds in 30 seconds, i had 2 clips
keep it on me everyday, ain’t on no lose sh*t
3 chains and ain’t signed, on my lou sh*t
f*cking with the fetty wap, i got a blue brick
finna make another m, i got the blueprint
stepped on a whole brick of soft and left the shoe
clip longer than a pool stick
i’m finna buy a 80 carat diamond bracelet
pour 6 in a 20 ounce pop, i wanna taste it
get 3 pops out a pint, i waste it
stop putting your sky dweller in the camera ‘fore i take it
yea i still be on that one sh*t
i still pop pop pop, till the gun cl!ck
i’m mr. pull up on the scene with a [?] strip
glock got a drum clip, beating cases like a drumkit
missed out on 20 racks cash, i was rushing
flipped out and beat my b*tch ass, it was for nothing
n*gga go against the [?], giving free smoke, want a blunt lit?
i done f*cked her and her friend on a drunk tip
mike ridin’ with some sh*t make a bus flip
bumped into a opp going to hutch getting my bust fixed
every time i pick your hoe up, she gon’ suck d*ck
b*tch prolly talkin’ about me to her friends, cause i bust quick
i just bought another handgun
before we f*cked with the blues, had a [?] run
caught a opp at home depot, hit him with a nail gun
she gon’ let the yung og f*ck, and get her nails done
just got into a fight with my sell, and the scale won
they tried to initiate me into the cartel, i got a [?]
big bro went to the feds and he had the best cell*phone
made a 100 racks on house arrest and i was basically in jail at home, n*gga
so i don’t really wanna hear excuses
you can do what the f*ck you want, if you wanna do it
you ain’t never hear me mad at a n*gga that [?]
everybody got pape ‘n jewelry, you don’t know who rap, man it’s so confusing
i get real love.. i heard the opps at the party, i’mma still come
y’all was buying air cartridges, ah*ha, i had a real gun
hope big cuz’ get an appeal, he had a pill run

- rio da yung og

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