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letra de ima ghetto boy - peezy

[verse 1: rocaine]
’bout to grab some blues, dawg
give me 1750 for the blues [?]
get dropped for a number, if my dude call
i’ll leave a b-tch n-gga wetter than a pool, dawg
[?] with the roof off
i’m a [?] goofys talk
be cool, you don’t want the big tools involved
rocaine need a freak b-tch that do it all
i’m a real dope boy, f-ck you saying, n-gga?
getting tired of these do it for the ‘gram n-ggas
ain’t friends, ain’t bro, i ain’t fam, n-gga
rocaine give a f-ck, what plan, n-gga?
my n-gga got it out the mud, you don’t know that dude
put a 45 ho in you ho ass goons
loud pack still slap, pocket filled with all 20’s
i f-cked your b-tch, throw up duses

[chorus: rocaine]
bust [?] check a chicken
i’m a chetter boy, baby, f-ck y’all n-ggas
i’m a ghetto boy, baby, hot boy like wayne and baby
n-ggas petty with no fetti, guess that’s why these n-ggas hate me
hard work pays off, that’s fasho
put that lil sh-t up, n-gga, that’s my show
got the glock in the ceiling, going hard [?] trippin
if a cop or an opp on the block, better k!ll them
[verse 2: peezy]
in miami, chilling by the pool, dawg
that trap phone ringing, that’s a food call
when you getting money, them n-ggas fooled y’all
sipping out the bottle, ’bout to snooze off
half naked jeans hold a loose ten
f-cked your b-tch so good, she wanna move in
you should see me when i mixing, i be grooving
balling on these p-ssy n-ggas, like we hooping
just touched back with 30 bands, n-gga
f-cking rubberbands, busting out my pants, n-gga
we ain’t bros, we ain’t cool, i ain’t your mans, n-gga
dropped the ticket on them boes, let my mans get them
my n-ggas act bad for real, you ain’t know that, did you?
you ain’t know i f-cked her friend and the ho that’s with you
diamonds dancing on my neck, that’s a kodak picture
i don’t ohe one cent to you ho ass n-ggas

- peezy

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