Lyrics:
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Shit crazy
Deny my stripes, overlook my dues
('Look my dues)
All you niggas got them young hogs
I was born (Right)
I grew up in that one zone
We been all crazy, I’m ridin' the hood on the whip like the seats got no people to hold still
She talking all freaky I don’t even know her get hot but
Yeah whoop
This is the remix man
I go by the name of Nu Jerzey Devil
Oh! Fo sho'
It's your boy 4-6 man I'm out here with my boy Yurok
What up Smoke
loud like them riots
And it's still ghost even if that food quiet
Real rap, cah you ain't gotta tell me
You were raised by pricks
Wouldn't last long like
the merry-go-round smoke.
I love boobs they cushion my hands
I love dogs so much I push them in prams
But freedom though the pencil is what floods my zone
And my
the bygones be by goings
We bringing Jesus to the hood let it be understood
You more effective when you working with the right poem
The end I'm going harder
Shit, I made myself a boss and I play by my own rules
Yeah, I'm one of the realest rappers who ever did this shit
You know, half you rap niggas ain't
Deadlocked in the zone, we prone to dip into the unknown
Quick to flip if one trip, first we break bread, then break heads
Look at all the people
the odds is against me, and hommies in the hood just wanna bang and smoke hemp trees, they say the only way for me to push Bentley?s is ride and bust bullets
baby, ooh ooh
(Dippin' in the ride, swervin' in the ride)
(Dippin' in the ride, swervin' in the ride)
Hittin' curves
Deadlocked in the zone, we prone
Asshole By Nature
[Trae]
They know I'm here to bring it gangsta, when I'm sitting on something glass
I'm original Screwed Up Click, I don't believe in
understand G
So I crept on in, and caught the niggas sleeping good
What the fuck, East Point controlling the hood
I gotta get the hell on and make my escape
phone, come by the crib
We in the pool, I slid it in
I slid it in, I slid it in
I take a quick shower then hit again
That fat chocolate ass is like m&m's
I
life that
I should be ashamed for
8 hour shifts in the snow, by the same store
Dope fiends bobbin there heads
With a vien tore
Walk with the steel
muh'fuckin a (okay)
They can't keep him away, he's too resourceful
Gettin that guap with the glock by my torso
The young terror from the crack era
I turn
víkend
Som v zóne, lebo dostal som svoj prídel
Ja neviem, čo mi hovorí som inde
Mám unavené sánky ako Weeknd a dúfam
Že to celé je len zlý sen
Som mimo aj
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