Tu Can Sam

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Hoodrich Pablo Juan - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Tu Can Sam

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[Intro] (Eat it up Champ, eat it up) Ha Pablo Juan, know what I'm sayin? Hoodrich shit, let's go [Chorus] Need a O of the fruit, call Tu Can Sam (Tu Can Sam) Friend when I jump out the track, it's a Lam' (Jump out the, skrrt) I make her go down quick like sand (Go down quick) Pick up a strap e'rry time that I land (E'rry time I land) Straight out the hood, got rich, did the plan (Huh) My keys is expensive, they cost me a grand KKK like I'm in the Klan (KKK) Got a stick in the drum like I'm in the band (Stick in the drum) Walk in this bih with a gun in my hand Don't give a fuck about you or your mans (I'on give no fucks) Boy I been made my whip, they both tan (That whip foreign) I do what I want, you do what you can (I do what I want) This a V-12, this ain't a Trans-Am (V-12) Kickin' shit like I'm Jean-Claude Van Damme (Woo, woo, woah) I hit a bitch, she in love wit' lil' Bam Bam Shoot shit up, we gon' slide in a minivan [Verse] Hood nigga, I done got rich, take a bond out (Rich nigga) Think I'm a hoe? Try me and you gon' find out (You gon' find out) Princess cut on my teeth, I can't take 'em out Movin' like Dolph wit' a Glock, that's a paper route I'm tryna fuck some, ain't tryna take you out (I wanna fuck) Ain't talkin' money? Don't know what you talkin' 'bout (What'd you say?) Made a bih walk, walk it out (Walk it out) When they come shot, can't hang in the trap house (Can't hang out) Straight out the hood, they mad that I made it out (Huh) Bitch I'm a champ, that pussy, I beat it out Glock with the dick, that bih get to skeetin' out Drippin' fresh to death, bleedin' out You done served nicks with the Cannon, Wild'n Out They think that I'm scammin', I whip all these hunnids out Fresh out the bank, smellin' like money Switched on your gang, you ain't a hunnid How the fuck I'ma change? I came up from nothing (Can't do it) Never been a lame, ain't in my resume (Never been a lame) Ask anybody you want about Pablo Snow, wind or rain, I'm trappin' it everyday (I'm trappin') Eat the cake, beat it, beat it like anime (Beat it, beat it) I feel like Martin, my kid got Shanaynay (Shanaynay) Come put these nuts in your mouth, it's a payday I got the trap buckin' like a Beats by Dre [Chorus] Need a O of the fruit, call Tu Can Sam (Tu Can Sam) Friend when I jump out the track, it's a Lam' (Jump out the, skrrt) I make her go down quick like sand (Go down quick) Pick up a strap e'rry time that I land (E'rry time I land) Straight out the hood, got rich, did the plan (Huh) My keys is expensive, they cost me a grand KKK like I'm in the Klan (KKK) Got a stick in the drum like I'm in the band (Stick in the drum) Walk in this bih with a gun in my hand Don't give a fuck about you or your mans (I'on give no fucks) Boy I been made my whip, they both tan (That whip foreign) I do what I want, you do what you can (I do what I want) This a V-12, this ain't a Trans-Am (V-12) Kickin' shit like I'm Jean-Claude Van Damme (Woo, woo, woah) I hit a bitch, she in love wit' lil' Bam Bam Shoot shit up, we gon' slide in a minivan

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  • Hoodrich Pablo Juan