Biscayne Trops (feat. Breeez)
Ramos
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Yea I got em Soul, I got em, Yea Uh Down Biscayne Boulevard it's the kid Mango's and 4's we got this You don't wanna try to try jit The, block is hot, you got to buy this I'm, Young Sam Hinkie with the wordplay Dade-County move the piff like drafts picks The block do backflips, whenever it happens Ain't been round this, you just gotta imagine Peep it, palm trees and features Education suck they don't pay the teachers Lack of funds and that and they could not reach us, You can find me at where chicken's cheaper, Uh Might have to jook on a beat, Woo, did that there for my dawgs Hold on, got at least three shooters in the fam, like Lavar Ball Hey yo, Hey yo Soul man we out to Chef Creole real quick man I need some of that griot that conk fritter One time for the crib, and we fortified Truth be told, I'm cold and they sorta lied Sombrero's on the block, I'm immortalized At least give me that, I diversified, yea Pull up in the wet drop top This knowledge, blaze a pound detox Square ass niggas gon' remain in a box Coming from the city and we live from the trops Pull up in the wet drop top This knowledge, blaze a pound detox Square ass niggas gon' remain in a box Coming from the city and we live from the trops Yea We seasoned, peep the whole steez We duck the polices, for the right reasons, dawg I probably keeps with my people, dawg, we speak but they don't want hear ya dawg I warned ya family don't start Got my dogs in the field like the Kirby Smart, ah FIU where the spics get schooled Flea Market's in the cut, we can get that too Donk's riding up and down all the avenue's No, sense of time, we don't watch the news, Yea Corner supermarkets, price dropping Segregated often, it's awkward Back up they counting they pockets uh, haha But they want them problems Cause this where they pumping the stick, boy Anywhere up in the crib, boy Check yo position if you ain't efficient and you can be missing and shit, boy Yo the cities an island, eat Guanabanas they use ad hominem to describe him, I'm wiling Yea jit, Chancletas on the strip and all, ya dig that Pull up in the wet drop top This knowledge, blaze a pound detox Square ass niggas gon' remain in a box Coming from the city and we live from the trops Pull up in the wet drop top This knowledge, blaze a pound detox Square ass niggas gon' remain in a box Coming from the city and we live from the trops So I peruse In familiar lands I knew That even from these views I think of you Shouldn't be this way I'm too far from those days A long way from those changes And yet I still, defend you and your name
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