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letra de big ole baby - hood guy

[hook]
f-ck home brady, he a big ol’ baby
f-ck home brady, he a big ol’ baby
f-ck home brady, he a big ol’ baby
f-ck home brady, he a big ol’ baby
f-ck home brady, he a big ol’ baby
f-ck home brady, he a big ol’ baby
f-ck home brady, he a big ol’ baby
f-ck home brady, he a big ol’ baby

[verse 1]
man i swear these people are crazy
jumped in a sewer hole and now i got rabies
met the ninja turtles man, my life is so crazy
i asked for some pizza and they motherf-cking tased me
people say i’m high, i’m just high off of life
got iped when i tried to buy a knife
tried to flee the scene but it was super late at night
cops ran my over and i almost f-ckin’ died
now i’m in the hospital bed, i see you
do you see me ’cause i see you
feel like rick ross when i see food
feel like yang 2012 when i see nudes
found me at the trap then they thought i was lackin’
thought i shot a gun? nah, my knuckles where just crackin’
then i shot a gun then they thought my knuckles was crackin’
now i gotta leave soon so i’m over here packin’
[bridge]
where i’m gonna go? i don’t know
contacted (?), can’t tell no-one my lo’
might by a boat so maybe i could float
bought a big castle but then i drowned in the moat
thought that i died but i came back alive
gotta do the dishes, (?) knife
now i’m really mad, shout out young motherf-cker
i flipped the b-tch over like she a drunk trucker

[verse 2]
i spit out all these lines like a rookie smokin’ crack
i take a sh-t then i put it in a bag
i light it on fire with tools from my shack
then i throw it at your window, i’m not talking ’bout mac
now i’m on the run again, where i’m gonna go?
i got nowhere to go so ima go home
the cops might find me, i’ll be all alone
drinkin’ tap water like they did to my phone
can’t make calls ’cause i don’t got the b-lls
i’m panickin’ right now, look i’m writin’ on the walls
lookin’ out the window and the rain starts to fall
i see the (?) thinkin’ ima have to crawl
the rain is a metaphor for the cops showing up
i’m tryna stay calm but i might start throwin’ up
they storm straight in but they don’t know enough
’cause now i’m outside and i’m runnin’ (?)
[bridge]
i was in the attic then i jumped out
it’s gettin’ real fishy, no i’m not talkin’ trout
i run for a bin then hear a sound
it’s the sound of sirens, it is no doubt
they can’t see me but they might find me soon
my phones still tapped so i can’t call my goons
this could be my last day, yeah that’s true
but i gotta keep on fighting ’cause i might see it through

[verse 3]
to another day, free on the streets

- hood guy

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