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070 & Beeshma & Ralphy River & 070 Malick & Treee Safari - Rap, East Coast Rap
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Duration: 4:24
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[Intro: Treee Safari] Mmm, yeah Oh, 070 Yeah, what I said? [Chorus: Treee Safari & ??] You know when I pop out I pop out like toast, toast I'm stackin' my cheddar to cop me a ghost, ghost I told all my niggas to stay on the road, road That money come in we ain't starving no more, more I dare a fuck nigga to come for my woah, woah Come to your mama's house and knock on the door, door Tell your brothers and sisters to get on the floor, floor I'm tired of y'all niggas, I ain't playing no more, more (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: [?] & [?]] I'm in the cut and you know how it go (Yeah) Niggas talk stupid get put through a wall (Yeah) Me and my brothers, we going on tour (Oo) I'm with my girl and she's wearing no drawers (Haa, huh) Yeah, when we go shopping you know that we buy out the stores (Cash) Louis and Fendi, no more Michael Kors (Nope) Pick me off the bench, I bet I'ma score (Swish) But what you gonna do when your time is up? (What?) Sit down, want to get your dollars up (Boo) Keep your opinion if you're not with us (Nope) And shout out to the fans that really ride for us (Yeah) If niggas moving quicker we gon' line it up Baby, I don't want attention, I'm anonymous Yeah, if shorty smoking loosies we gon' tie it up Yeah, so we cop a dime and we light it up Yeah, and you can't make me bleed, I was never pussy What, I played major league, I am not a rookie Nigga, ain't shit sweet like a box of cookies Flip the script on your ass how we make a movie Catch you on the block, I'm on the Ave though I got the trap, nigga got to calling up the task force I sit in grass like I want all of that asphalt Couple hundred dollars got me talking like an asshole [Chorus: Treee Safari & ??] You know when I pop out I pop out like toast, toast I'm stackin' my cheddar to cop me a ghost, ghost I told all my niggas to stay on the road, road That money come in we ain't starving no more, more I dare a fuck nigga to come for my woah, woah Come to your mama house and knock on the door, door Tell your brothers and sisters to get on the floor, floor I'm tired of y'all niggas, I ain't playing no more, more [Verse 2: [?]] Started from dope, riding the road I've seen the drugs and I use them to cope Now you know, now you know How you know higher or higher, ohh Higher up I got your bitch in a trance I'll need the check in advance They rang the bell and I came out the crib with no pants You must be mistaken (Why?) You must be taking me for one of these dudes that don't be way 'head they placement (Stupid) Fell from the roof to the basement (House) I see my blood on the pavement (House) Swallow the ceiling that caved in (House) My presence a special occasion (You know) I seen the look on they faces (Yeah) Stuck in amazement (Yeah) Tease me, please me, squeeze me Baby, don't leave me Tease me, squeeze me, please me Baby, don't leave me Tell some fool said We no afraid of them and tell some fool say A we a set the trend tell some fool say We no inna them and tell some fool say A we all at the ends We all at the ends A we all at the ends
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