Ghetto Melody (feat. La Jumpout)
Luh El
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(Okay El did his thing with this one) Walking round the block Its just me myself and I Looking to the sky Trying my hardest not to cry I got the yeeky on my side Thinking how my nigga die Aint no rules inside this life You got to live to do or die Okay I dump the 30 filled with rocks Niggas know the ville on top I could probably pull a bitch Wont ever keep her thats a bop Pass the blunt dont let it drop You got a bitch then you gon' flop Better have your pockets full When you jump inside my car Crack the seal he sipping lean I dont think that shit for me Light up the blunt He smoking weed When you done pass it straight to team I think choppa' got a beam He in love with catching opps (Oh he in love with catching opps) Yea he in love with dropping C's Mmmm Come on, come on, come on Go, go (Real street shit man) (Long live TBABY) I done seen my bestie in that bed It really fucked me up If a nigga disrespect I swear to god Ill send em' up Out the window with this tec Trying to really fill em' up Man you niggas yall be hoes Talkin bout' yall really did us sum You dont post up on yall block You dont post up where yall be See a opp im dumping yeek Hit em' up dump 33 F*ck the opps them niggas hoes They aint really bout' no beef Man im tryna reach my goal Tryna run me up some cheese Mmm, go, go I keep thinking bout BG Im thinking why he leave I think about TBABY Drop up on my knees I pray to God I pray to God For better dreams And if a nigga diss I put em' on TV Go Put em' on TV Man you niggas hoes And yall aint' bout no beef If i see a jack i take em off his feet Walking round the block Its just me myself and I Looking to the sky Trying my hardest not to cry I got the yeeky on my side Thinking how my nigga die Aint no rules inside this life You got to live to do or die Okay I dump the 30 filled with rocks Niggas know the ville on top I could probably pull a bitch Wont ever keep her thats a bop Pass the blunt dont let it drop You got a bitch then you gon' flop Better have your pockets full When you jump inside my car Crack the seal he sipping lean I dont think that shit for me Light up the blunt He smoking weed When you done pass it straight to team I think choppa' got a beam He in love with catching opps Yea he in love with dropping C's F*ck a bitch we getting money Wipe yo nose cause it was runny He tried to hop the fence Bullets gon' hit em thats a fucking dummy It was rainy days Now im rich So now its getting sunny (If it aint El, it aint right)
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