Crawfish

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Yung Hood - Rap, USA

Crawfish

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[Intro] Uh Yeah (ZiggyMadeIt) [Chorus] This that block shit, out the pot shit, I sell cross, bitch Diamonds hittin' hard, make her suck me like some crawfish He want raw fish, he want that doggy, we gettin' off shit (Gettin' off shit) A dirty dog, I'm walkin' 'round this bitch with pounds of dog shit They leave intoxicated, all my hoes say that I'm toxic (Toxic) Get shot off in your face for all that motherfuckin' flodgin' Movin' weight like I'm fastin', really havin', don't broadcast it I'm in the streets, I know what's happenin', this ain't for me, this for the family [Verse 1] I'm outside like I'm stranded, I need them bands 'cause I'm a bandit I'm chargin' two for the 'zas, I want four for the candy An eight of purp', a four of Tuss got me feelin' like I'm Randy I popped a Perc', I'm feelin' managed, I gеt that pussy, then I vanish I did this shit the harder way likе Peely, out the dirt, didn't have a penny Barely had a pot to piss in, pushin' D, gotta have a pistol That fake shit over with, swear them niggas ass finished See, this is how I came in, they ain't have to make a image Lil' dirty boy from off the corner, catch me hustlin' at the store Now I'm rollin' three dope, hide 'em in the condo G with the chip, this all mine, nigga, not yours Car come with the slip, I ain't payin' on no car note Thousand 'bows, that's a cargo, ridin' strapped with a car load Can't go broke, my plug amigo, one call from gettin' a truck load Makin' plays, didn't have to huddle, I worked too hard, I had to bubble Get toast for bread, go grab the butter, I really trap, got 'bows and other [Chorus] This that block shit, out the pot shit, I sell cross, bitch Diamonds hittin' hard, make her suck me like some crawfish He want raw fish, he want that doggy, we gettin' off shit (Gettin' off shit) A dirty dog, I'm walkin' 'round this bitch with pounds of dog shit They leave intoxicated, all my hoes say that I'm toxic (Toxic) Get shot off in your face for all that motherfuckin' flodgin' Movin' weight like I'm fastin', really havin', don't broadcast it I'm in the streets, I know what's happenin', this ain't for me, this for the family [Verse 2] I'm ridin' strapped, my seatbelt ain't fastened, you want power? Need them jackets They treat you bad when you doin' bad, they'll fuck you good for a bag Break a bitch before I trick, spend it with the plug before a bitch All these hoes tryna penny pinch, fifty-piece chicken, that dog shit Bitch, this ain't my stash, it's just some shit that I came out with Paid 3K for this 'fit, bitch, and I can't even pronounce it I'm a real trap baby, I was ten scorin' ounces All my mama boyfriends was drug dealers, I came up around it I seen a nigga pop his partner, came up too fast, he tried to rob him This gen 5 my problem solver, you know what they do for that mighty dollar? Before it's sixteen on the track, I was road runnin' I need three days with a hundred, long as I get a good number [Chorus] This that block shit, out the pot shit, I sell cross, bitch Diamonds hittin' hard, make her suck me like some crawfish He want raw fish, he want that doggy, we gettin' off shit (Gettin' off shit) A dirty dog, I'm walkin' 'round this bitch with pounds of dog shit

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  • Yung Hood