Check Out The Avenue Pt 1

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Poison Clan - Rap

Check Out The Avenue Pt 1

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Duration: 3:17

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Lyrics

(Hook x8) Check out the avenue Check out the avenue Check out the avenue Check out the avenue Check out the avenue Check out the avenue Check out the avenue Check out the avenue (Verse 1) Wake up in the morning Strap on my boots Head downstairs for a fat bowl of Fruit Loops Saw Ma Duke off in the kitchen She was steady bitching cause her forth fifth was missing She ask me if I've seen it, I played like a dummy Knowing a while that the cops took it from me My lil sisters on their way to school Both draped in jewels and both packin tools In case them motherfuckas try to run up Step to the twins and you're bound to get gunned up Saw Pa Duke out front (Wassup?) He was puffin on a blunt and shining up the pump (Wassup, you wanna hit this?) I'm on my way out the door I got my Poison Clan cap on Ma call me back to make sure I had my strap on (Don't forget your gat) Can't forget the strap, nah, I doubt it Like an American Express, yo I can't leave home without it Kiss my mama goodbye I jumped in the black truck As I begin to back up, I saw this girl with a fat butt I rolled up on her and try to get wit her (Wassup?) She said, she wasn't wit it, so then I try to hit her (Not you!) I ran the hoe in the grass (Fuck ass nigga!) I skid off fast and shot dirt on her monkey ass I only did for the laugh Crank up the boom and flushed it down twelfth Ave Call my man Wop from the ride Yo Wop, (wassup?) you gonna dip? (Yeah) Well, come outside (sure where you at?) I'm in front your shit Wop jumped in the truck and I told him about that stank bitch Then my nigga started tripping out I knew he was strapped because I saw his shirt was sticking out Niggas gotta be strapped Yo, we roll every day with gats in our lap (believe that) In case we had to go for broke, son My man, Wop, pulled out the blunt and said (yo let's smoke one) True, you know I was with that Lemme smoke this breakfast and wash it down with a six pack Yeah getting fucked up Yo, Wop (Yeah?) call Ram, nigga see what's up (Shit, what you want me to tell him?) Shit, see what's up with him Tell him to put on some clothes, nigga, shit we going to get him (You finna flex? Shit, what we finna to do?) We finna check out this jam (Where at?) On the avenue (Hook x8)

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  • JT Money