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letra de hydro - custom made gangstas

(-talking-)
c.m.g., smoke some’ing
hydro, getting money like it grow on trees

[lil’ c]
now i ain’t never been in love, like this with a b-tch
cause everytime i try to leave her, i like to spliff
and i’m back, like it was my first time ever
my first high ever, everytime i hit her
i get on another level, now i’m zoning
in my own world, e.t. phone home’ing
she f-ck with other n-ggas, so i say she do my wrong
i love it when she be around, hate when she be gone now
what did i do, to deserve this hoe
i been looking for you, calling everybody i know
a.g. say he seen you, with a n-gga at the sto’
ke said you left his spot, bout a hour ago
now i’m thinking to myself, man this some bullsh-t
when i get my hands on ya, i’ma break you down b-tch
and show you how to roll, and teach you how to hide
girl you the reason, i put stash spots in the ride

[hook]
hyyyyydro, no sticks no seeds good weed
hyyyyydro, that’s all i know that’s all i need is that
hyyyyydro, blueberry or that purple sh-t n-gga
hyyyyydro, quit playing n-gga light that sh-t

[a.g.]
yeah mr. gates layed back, not the first to flip
but i’m the first with a zip, of that fluffy sh-t
but i ain’t talking bout that powder, you put in your nose
i’m talking bout, that incredible krypto smoke
i guess it’s why i got incredible, krypto flow
and it’s even worse when i’m rolling, with my sicko bro
that’s lil’ c, and he told me he love that afghan
and f-ck customs, if we see fo’ p-ssing
yeah, i gotta keep my sticky with me
like i keep, my semi near me
hear me, so go on roll up another one
and f-ck a dutch, cause a cigarillo get it done
now i don’t know, what kinda weed y’all smoking
check my sack it’s lime green, like the a’s from oakland
so quit joking, and smoking that stress
i don’t know about you, who smoking the best and that’s that

[hook]

[lil’ keke]
i smoke dro, that sh-t that they grow below
and it cost a nice grip, for a ounce or mo’
smoking on some good sh-t, it’ll punish your throat
gotta take off your jacket, ‘fore it get in your coat
i puff pots and broccoli, no seeds and sloppy
leaning to the side, in my white gilloppi
broke boys carbon copy, play high
i stay high, roll my dro and puff ly
twisting up master kush, and blueberry buzz
light fire, taste the love
these boys on rich n-gga drugs, crips and bloods
thugs with cheap prices, gallons jugs
smoking on regular, smoking on the cegular
the gr-ss we chief man, it’s ten steps ahead of ya
hydro, it’s the only way
and i’ll be rolling sweet tooth, when i’m old and grey

[hook]

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