letra de welcome to columbus (full) - bhe
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i’m from columbus so i’m all bout my bucks
sour diesel make him caugh up his guts
if you ain’t talkin money shut the f-ck up
b-tch shut the f-ck up
south, south columbus baby born on k-ssuth & parsons
moved to south field, thats where i met all my partners
i was into sports i wasn’t into that robbin but when i quit the football tea i started dealing and mobbin (mob)
i ain’t catch a break till i went off to collage i saw a opportunity i had to get that sh-t poppin
linked up with some n-ggas out there chasing them dollars and now im good in major city’s detroit, cali, chicago
boogie & stan:
south, south columbus baby born on k-ssuth & parsons
moved to south field, thats where i met all my partners
i was into sports i wasn’t into that robbin but when i quit the football tea i started dealing and mobbin (mob)
i ain’t catch a break till i went off to collage i saw a opportunity i had to get that sh-t poppin
linked up with some n-ggas out there chasing them dollars and now im good in major city’s detroit, cali, chicago
im an educated felon guess i got the best of both worlds
hit her and her friend like i ain’t got the best of both girls, summertime’s west side campout glenwood
(where you at?) on whittier turnin down linwood
sh-t boogie i’m at h johnsons
i gotta stop makin plays out my mommas
but i swear to god on linwood i made dollars
my drugs was the answer to them fiends problems
where i’m from? man they call it the ghanni
boog threw to qd then i caught that sh-t like randy
started havin stings come across the street to the bandy
swear its like a store n-ggas buying xans like candy (d-mn)
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i’m from columbus so i’m all bout my bucks
sour diesel make him caugh up his guts
if you ain’t talkin money shut the f-ck up
b-tch shut the f-ck up
tucko:
eastside of columbus, b-tch i’m on james
trap slappin like a b-tch and my wrist sicc like elaine
and b-tch i’m ballin like i’m bally so shoutout to easthaven
you can name any b-tch from pickerington bet one of us slayed (on gang)
joey bosa b-tch i’m chasin the sack
call up tay [?]
lil bro driftin through atlanta i got livi on slap
n-gga ever want some beef then b-tch you know where we at
went to d store put a perc in a fiji
n-ggas got hungry went to fishers had to get me a 3 piece
put down the basketball start playin with them keys like i’m stevie
and i got love for all my n-ggas throwin lz up for peezie (popout)
took a wood to the face now i’m sc-mmy
if n-ggas quit this murder game then we can get to this money
out west hittin plays up north it get nutty
just dropped a 4 in my fanta now its muddy (leanin)
[hook]
i’m from columbus so i’m all bout my bucks
sour diesel make him caugh up his guts
if you ain’t talkin money shut the f-ck up
b-tch shut the f-ck up
tez:
grew up in a house where my dad was the man
i ain’t have to hustle but i stuck to the plan
in the 10th hopped up in the game like f-ck it i’m playin
skippin school to pick up zips school slap like tha band
i’m from mild north but got some n-ggas out south
got some hittas from out east that will run in your house
shut your f-ckin mouth hear what i’m talkin about
i swear i seen more f-ckin cash than you n-ggas could count (on god)
visho:
boogie got a chain
ceon got a chain
rell got a chain
tez got a chain
stan got a chain
you don’t know a thing
you a f-ckin lame
we been hittin stains
we been swervin things
you ain’t neva changed
always gon lose
always break the rules
always kept a tool
993 til a n-gga snooze
tom got the blues
told these n-ggas cool
we gon keep it bool
check my resime b-tch i’m from deuce
we gon keep it two
[hook]
i’m from columbus so i’m all bout my bucks
sour diesel make him caugh up his guts
if you ain’t talkin money shut the f-ck up
b-tch shut the f-ck up
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