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letra de ghetto ghotti - harrd luck

[hook]
n-ggas know where i be at and they know where to find me
anybody ever try me, put that on my mommy
if i have to catch a body, it’s gon be a body
real n-gga, call me harrdy, i’m the ghetto ghotti
hope you running quick, fast when i blow the shottie
or you gon need a sh-t bag when you go to potty
i just got my racks up off the perc and molly
but always been a dope boy since my nose was snotty

[verse 1]
since a little goon
dope in a little spoon
mobbin’ at my auntie’s house, trappin’ out her living room
waiting on my sentence day, gotta go to prison soon
that’s the consequences for my gun going bida-boom
bang n-gga, still the same n-gga
move the ‘caine n-gga
half a brick in my bookbag, on the train n-gga
n-ggas ratting on they day ones? that’s a shame n-gga
same way you take the joy n-gga, take the pain n-gga
had to man up, had to get my bands up
f-ckin’ with them knuckleheads, it got me jammed up
ain’t nothin’ like them bullpens when they crammed up
harrdy ten toes down, b-tch i’m stand up
ain’t no fuss with me, ain’t no eyeing us with me
anybody got a problem with me, get in touch with me
anything about another n-gga, don’t discuss with me
kicking dirt all on a n-gga name, sh-t disgusting me
sh-t disgusting b…
sh-t nasty out here…

[verse 2]
n-ggas know where i be at and they know where to find me
i ain’t martin, i ain’t cole, but i be with the tommy
i be mixing up the sour with the suey n-gga
in the kitchen with the bud like i’m rudy n-gga
if i’m saying i’mma do it, i’mma do it n-gga
i don’t need no f-ckin’ shooters, i’m a shooter n-gga
it was death before dishonor how they raised me
it was aggravated robberies they gave me
i was sticking sh-t, bloodhound l!cking sh-t
if we find out where your door at, we gon kick your sh-t
if your safe got a lock on it, we gon pick your sh-t
for that base, i could have a fiend do some wicked sh-t
stirring up the c0ke, bubble up the pot
from the cold corners where you gotta double up your socks
scoop your b-tch up, got her sitting comfy in the drop
like i’m freestyling- how she got me c-mming off the top
running through the ghetto
had to use the metal
had to pluck the roach eggs out my fruity pebbles
jumped into the drug game, turnt it up a level
i swear to god that dope money turned me to a devil
n-ggas know where i be at and they know how i’m rocking
i ain’t answering my phone unless somebody copping
yeah i love the junkies
all i want is money
gotta send some commissary to my f-ckin’ bunkie

[hook](x2)
n-ggas know where i be at and they know where to find me
anybody ever try me, put that on my mommy
if i have to catch a body, it’s gon be a body
real n-gga, call me harrdy, i’m the ghetto ghotti
hope you running quick, fast when i blow the shottie
or you gon need a sh-t bag when you go to potty
i just got my racks up off the perc and molly
but always been a dope boy since my nose was snotty

- harrd luck

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