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letra de pack it up - goodman tha crip

[verse 1: goodman]
uh
makin’ money on the side, pulled up for the ride
heard a shawty was here, so i’m cummin’ inside
oh, she smokes weed? now, i got to slide
the homies here, too? we got to provide
homie got the green, he know the routine
handin’ out weed, it’s f-ckin’ halloween
got me a fat one, so pack it up
’cause the baddie i peeped earlier is tryin’ to back it up
d-mn, ho’s can’t handle my flame
she won’t ever stop – sayin’ my name
impressed by my fame
i told a little shawty i can tеach her some game
but bеfore that, baby, let me pack this up
then-then-then back it up
[verse 2: mc psych]
mc psych is comin’ in like a pimp
gettin’ b-tches just like that, but i ain’t a simp
eatin’ shrimp, then we be gettin’ really turnt
watch the light, and don’t be gettin’ burnt
say we hoggin’ the weed, and i say we weren’t
we makin’ banger tracks, back to back, on the map
got a pack a weed that i’d just like to tap
so smoke it up with me while i hit you with this rap

[verse 3: jokesa]
fill up my cup with some good ol’ lean
tell the b-tches “what’s up?”, they love my steam
tryin’ to be like me, but they only dream
got 40 on me
you can see it gleam, why you tryna be me?
ay, let me get a rip
i won’t flip, check my tip
give me the nip, i can’t skip
pass along the bong, ’til it come back to me
shawty got on a thong, so she throwin’ back to me
sippin’ on this syrup, gettin’ greedy for a hit
homie next to me said “chill out for a bit!”
boy, i need a big rip
i got to blow some smoke
you got to pass the bong so i can become woke
uh, run it up, ’til we get high
only thing we can do to get by
this rhyme i spit is too fye
high as f-ck
’cause all i see – is the blue sky
[verse 4: togre]
i’m that fool with the forty
ready to drink up with a shorty
knowin’ that i’m high, gettin’ really high
tellin’ ‘em a story, while i’m fried
no, i’m not the one that you should be f-ckin’ with
‘cause i got my gat, buck you with that sh-t
we gon’ pimp and mack, k!llin’ off a trick
but we comin’ back, and we gettin’ lit
smokin’ up some ink, purple drank in the tank
if we share it up, we the ogs you gon’ thank
buckin’ tricks, you know that’s the sh-t that we do
but we still hangin’ out, ’cause we stayin’ cool
we be in the back, check it out, yeah, it’s nice
go back to the fridge to get my siz some ice
if there’s a busta at the club, tell ‘em back it up
look on to my right, it’s the goodman, i say pack it up

- goodman tha crip

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