4kornaz

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[Intro] Hide the bag, with the white Hide the four, lil frosted flakes Woadie I getcha, sip that right there [Chorus] Four corners and pimpin' big Creepin' 'cause that's how we be But my hood ain't your hood And your hood ain't my hood [Repeat] [Verse 1] Too many fakin' in the game I ain't rockin' with you folk I be good on my own Pimpin' that youlee and flippin' them bones Woadie you know how it goin' You been down here, for sure All my partner bring that smoke 'Fore all you bustas switchin' up (ha-ha-ha) Who was that, where'd he go I heard he been flippin' though Downs that one, double up Only run from the po-po I ain't scared of none you motherfuckers And I ain't lovin' none you hoes Only bitch I could ever cuff is Princess Loko Who got cash, who want ice Boy I bring that to you straight Pads out bad, winner white I done bought the Frosted Flakes All I been had some muffins All I been had some cake That be why your bitch scopin' And that's why your mans hate [Chorus] Four corners and pimpin' big Creepin' 'cause that's how we be But my hood ain't your hood And your hood ain't my hood [Repeat 4 times] [Verse 2] How 'bout you tell me who need that I can swing 'round the corner You need mollies, you need smack You need good, I get that for you 'Cause I just care 'bout my pockets Man them things well fit What you know 'bout that, ain't nothin' 'Cause you ain't get your own brick They be hatin' on the Yvncc But I hear what the fuck is said I don't give no fuck 'bout that That no Birdo got his crib That boy hit you in the leg And there ain't no place that I ain't packin' One chopper then you flexin' But you ain't 'bout beef, you endin' Best pipe down before the Yvncc come through And bring the wreckin'
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- Yvncc