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letra de hood cycle - reddk

[verse 1: sl!ck]
tired

uh n-gga
i’m in that mode again
tryna get out da hood
i’m tryna get straight again
i’m tired of being broke
robbing n-ggas
you don’t know ‘bout sh-t
eating noodles
can’t even cook it
we was broker then a b-tch
rob a n-gga out his sh-t
tell that boy he can’t get sh-t
if it’s up then keep it stuck
i ain’t really worried ‘bout sh-t
i’m sitting in da hood
cooking dope
you know just what it is
n-gga zoe, he mad
he robbing n-ggas
you know he for revenge
i don’t give a f-ck about that sh-t
k!ll that n-gga is what it is
if you bang that 3
you drop that sh-t
or i’ma get you jit
[verse 2: reddk]
all these p-ssy n-ggas hating
neva tried to give me props
redd yeen take no soul
like d-mn n-gga get off my d-ck
n-gga dissing on da gang
i know he neva shot no stick
when my opp hoе send dalo
what the f-ck i flip da script
yeah you p-ssy n-ggas dying
for always thinking with yo’ d-ck
rеally make them n-ggas cry
his brother died from pumping gas
whooping sh-t just like yo’ granny
really putting belt to ass
i’m tryna smoke another n-gga
but he slipped up in that grass
i been sipping off that sprite
off these percs’ just know i’m tired
heard they k!lled one of my n-ggas
so we taking five of them
you know we love f-cking stepping
pat mahomes we throwing dots
please stay out that freeway
cause y’all n-ggas drive
and f-cking crash
if he dissing on da guys
i know my draco like to bash
wha
i know my draco like to bash
but i’m out here f-cking chilling
always tryna make a bag
all y’all n-ggas pillow talking
i ain’t beefing on da net
always skipping out of school
you can tell that i’m a vet
i’ma certified hitter
neva leave with out my tech
why the f-ck you bought a vest?
p-ssy boy we shoot at necks
catch a n-gga at da movies, mall
we don’t give no f-ck
when we shootin at yo’ taco
you know better not to duck
stuck in juvie, writing poems
you know i just had to write
neva drowning in my feelings
i’m just missing off that sprite
i been smoking on that gas
high as f-ck just like a kite
back to back sliding
i ain’t talkin’ bout no knicks
when i’m flipping sh-t
i ain’t talkin’ bout no wicks
all them n-ggas they just dissing
i’ma get you gone tonight
wha
n-gga
i’ma get you gone tonight
[verse 3: sl!ck]
look
uh
aye

i need my b-tch to be real pretty
cause this sh-t right here get ugly
you don’t know about da hood
p-ssy boy you living good
we was starving
we was broke
p-ssy n-gga
i wish you would
you come around this way
you fishing
n-gga you finna find out
get them glocks out
we don’t use no glocks
p-ssy boy
we using chops now
cook his ass like some dope
boy you out now
ion give a f-ck about no hoe
p-ssy boy she out now
look
uh

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