Where You From

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RONRONTHEPRODUCER - Rap, West Coast Rap

Where You From

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[Intro] Uh, I'm from that section where them niggas, they don't play (Ron-Ron load it up, Ron-Ron load it up) (Ron-Ron do that shit) Ayy [Verse 1] I need a bag that don't fold Can't fold, bitch, I'm really ten toes A hard knock life in them trenches, bitch, I rose Long live Baby Block, I really miss him on my soul I swear I'm somethin' cold, but I'm a hot nigga (I'm a hot nigga) The glizzy on me for any nigga that plot, nigga Stay with custodians, brodie with me, 'll mop niggas These niggas hoes, I'll put a hole through an opp, nigga Before we play with the speaker, we used to sock niggas (We used to sock niggas) And make you lay down, take everything you got, nigga (Huh?) Now I tote 40 with Curry under the Glock, nigga And fifty rounds in thе K, this bitch'll drop niggas Have conversations with demons, my mind twistеd in a dark place (Damn) Slippin' when we slidin', boy, we violent, that's a closed case 38 shellcatcher, I blow it, [nearly/don't leave] no trace Cold grimy nigga, take your last, I need the whole plate (I need the whole plate) I'ma feed the whole gang, can't wait until I touch a mil' (I touch a mil') Move my family out and have my peoples livin' in the hills They'd kill for them bills, in the trenches I done caught chills Stand over oppositions, make sure that he do not live [Chorus] Look I'm from that section where them niggas, they don't play Young niggas hoppin' out broad day Ayy I'm from that section where them niggas known to spray Where you from? I'm from West Nella Gang (I'm from West Nella Gang) Look I'm from that section where them niggas, they don't play Young niggas hoppin' out broad day Ayy I'm from that section where them niggas known to spray Where you from? I'm from West Nella Gang (I'm from West Nella Gang) Ayy [Verse 2] Where niggas askin' niggas, Blood, where your mama stay? (Where your mama stay) Ain't about that drama, let that chopper spray (Boom-boom-boom, blrrt) The feds ever snatch me up, I won't cooperate I'd rather hang myself before I dig a grave (Huh?)

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