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[blokka $olo]

smoking that sh-t and it makes me feel good
b-tch i’m a god in the hood
n-ggas they want it in blood
you ain’t pooh shiesty boy you ain’t a thug
gave a few opps a few splits
then i said suck on the d-ck
i smacked [redacted] like a b-tch
how you want the drama when we know where you live?
i told that producer to stay strapped
i wash my fingers with ajax
n-ggas need need jesus then say that
amen n-gga praise that
n-gga gon’ say he’s albu[redacted]
[these lyrics have been censored by dj stigmata]
if it’s a game then squid game in this b-tch
n-gga f-ck over the 6
pou trying to l!ck trying to bite on the tip
bullets gon’ leave you sicker than your b-tch
n-ggas love beef i’m gon’ marry that sh-t
camе to my city we buried that b-tch
yeah you know who did you know what to you know who
bеtween me and you
this is the part of the game that you didn’t sign up for
i like the sound of the gun bow
lil baby bone won’t come to my home
n-ggas gon’ send him a headstone
i ain’t scared of no corny ass white boy
shout out my n-ggas in five points
n-ggas gon’ smoke you like five joints
and gon’ laugh at your family for crying, boy
signing the cross that i make on my chest
where the dust settles and where the sun sets
if my opps strapped with a f&n
then i’m busting his ass even if he’s with kids
if it’s my life or your life i’m leaving you sticky
had to react cause the sh-t could get iffy
boyz n the hood and that n-gga is ricky
that n-gga chose once so that boy can’t be picky
imagine getting rich off of all of these dreams
they was my homies now they enemies
i had to put these n-ggas on they feet
just for n-ggas to wish death upon me
but these n-ggas gon’ talk like they really gon’ do it
but i don’t believe em, them n-ggas ain’t stupid
them n-ggas know apd scared of my gvng
man them n-ggas all 40
i’ll sn-tch all of they chains
vvs lil n-gga i know that you broke
just like your story, got flaws in your gold
my life cinematic can’t make this sh-t up
went to my hood and i gave em all cuts
ask your favorite dead rapper they know i’m the truth
ask your favorite living too
n-ggas try to walk in my shoes
then go and rap in the booth
i wonder if j knows his homie is judas
schemin’ ass n-ggas is ruthless
bet his heart finna stop when the truth hits
how a snake finna bite when it’s toothless?
how the f-ck he gon’ run when his roof hit?
he alive, but his body is useless
was a fruit now he’s a vegetable too b-tch
ain’t no ketchup all over your shoes, miss
6

“you lucky dj stigmata saved your ass b-tch ass n-gga
you lucky he loves you n-gga
cause we don’t”
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