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letra de lil hood - boofpaxkmooky

[intro]
(racks)
huh, yeah, yeah
watch out!
yeah, yeah

[verse]
i’m still walking around in lil’ hood
this the only thing make me feel good
[?], gotta [?] like wassup?
so much weed [that’s?] around, like wassup?
wassup!?
you out, like the atm, bustin’
went out the town, had [to/the?] stick with my cousin’
we in the box, why these n-ggas musty?
we in the box, and your boyfriend [ro…?]
i went out, and the first [?]
i catch him down bad, like [?], i’m on that
we was just fully on that
my stick a gen5, ain’t no throwback
you [whoo…’?] commercial, [?] [like throwback?]
this b-tch had to ice my throwback
lil boof’ had it first, you ain’t know that
man how the h-ll n-ggas ain’t know that?
i took n-gga’ [?], i’m like kodak
he got too hot on that block, i [exploded??]
[bridge]
to my cup, i miss you, i really really wanna kiss you
i hope you don’t mind that, let me mix you
you [cry?] on my hand, n-gga needed a tissue
i lovе you that way, even though i tried diss’ you
i triеd to say i wouldn’t comeback, i’m here now
had to [?] on the [?], can’t even hear now
[?] boof’ n-gga, know that i’ve been down

[verse 2]
relax, i’m throwin [?]
like, what’s your location, lil’ baby gone send [out/that?]
thought i was regular, i’m at the penthouse
[shawty?] kickin’ this [chair?] with her [?], she not pimped out
i think i lost, my dog, the way i ran out, of [?]
[store runnin’, man, he need him a lot?]
who woulda thought i’d trust bro, he’s a barber
i showed him the place where we lay the glock’s
i gotta extended clip, on my glock
no n-gga wan’ f-ck with us, it’s a dead-end job
lil’ bro said he want some munyun, funyun
so i just gave him a job
them n-gga’s can’t laugh bout nun-yun, nun-yun
cause they ain’t get no guap
i’m out celebrating, with n-gga’s that’s gettin’ it, and n-gga’s that’s on top
this b-tch wanna get it, ‘n get it, ‘n get it, until a n-gga can’t stop
she’s thinkin’, i would [?], and with all these n-ggas, [?] i’m not
she think that i wrote this song, but this sh-t really off top
i’m thinkin’ i’m so alone, i’m paving the way, tryna die like [lenin?]
and i can’t go out, no spendin’
i walk in the bank, with plenty of benji’s
hey, i told that n-gga “get with me,” yeah
yeah, yeah
[outro]
(je crois qu’apres avoir vu ca, on peut mourir tranquil)

- boofpaxkmooky

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