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letra de ghetto free - rio da yung og

[intro: peezy]
(marc boomin, this you?)
i’m in a motherf-ckin’ lab, bro, i ain’t gotta wait
ayy

[verse 1: peezy]
boyz ent and i’m like percy miller
and i don’t f-ck with n-ggas who ain’t never been to prison
b-tches rushin’ to the stage when we walk in the building
give me ten thousand in singles and some chicken tenders
i’m a half a mil’ up, ri’ a half a mil’ up, lou a half a mil’ up, that’s one-point-five
you been speakin’ on a n-gga, i put money on you b-tches
we gon’ find out where you at soon as you go live
jump outside the bentley truck and let it ghostride
you say that n-gga did what? you better go slide
n-ggas start some gangster sh-t and then they go hide
long live my n-gga soda, legends don’t die
don’t wan’ hear that gangster sh-t
broke-ass n-gga, you only gangster if you rich
crack your whole f-ckin’ head, you try to play me out my sh-t
four n-ggas with me ridin’ up the 5 and the 6
tried to push his sh-t back, but he survived and he snitched
got my n-gga so much time, hope he don’t die up in that b-tch
b-tch p-ssy so good, i might cry up in that sh-t
b-tch, make me somethin’ to eat, i want a sandwich and some chips
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
tried to shoot him in his sh-t, but he grabbed it, that’s attempt
dog sh-t, i ain’t never filin’ taxes, i’m exempt
he had an xd on him, so i grabbed it off his hip
i’m in west v with a bunch of baggies and a brick
them n-ggas got a couple dollars, but they lackin’ the respect
f color flower-set passin’ any kind of test
made some money, now i’m tryna get anybody stretched
but still’ll pull up on the set blowin’ semis out a ‘vette
had a long day, woke up with a hickey on my neck
now i’m in the bay, somewhere ’round where philthy ‘nem be at
when i bought my watch, mike had to go get it out the back
n-gga took off runnin’, four-five hit him in his back
this a scatpack, babe, we in a hemi with the strap
tryna bust the glizzy, ridin’ with a fifty in my lap
it’s a new wave, nowadays, anybody rap
bustin’ two k’s, both of those are semiautomatic
my lil’ n-ggas wild, they’ll try to k!ll you with your granny
i got seven grams left, but i’ll sell you by the basket
i’m immortal, told mike throw a shovel in my casket
i’m a boss, n-gga, four cars trailin’ me in traffic
them n-ggas sprayed the wrong car, they thought they had me
i had to pop my lil’ b-tch, she tried to stab me
luke pulled out another pint, i tried to sn-tch it
i was finna noodle dog in the mall, scooter grabbed him
[verse 3: peezy]
i just spilled an ounce of juice on the floor, now i’m aggy
sent my junkie to the store ’cause i just ran out of baggies
i just hit my lil’ ho and got ghost, she thought she had me
if the doors open up suicide, that b-tch a phantom
i can tell that you a snitch ’cause you keep pullin’ out your camera
got codeine in my p-ss ’cause i keep pourin’ up in fantas
if you ever been a witness, b-tch, i hope you die of cancer
almost fell in the snow when i was walkin’ out the mansion
rich n-ggas in this b-tch, you better turn up
first time i cooked a zip, i let it burn up
push a n-gga wig back, he got a perm now
first time i counted twenty, i got turned out

[outro: peezy]
first time i counted twenty, i got turned out
say you tryna get rich, then n-gga, turn up

- rio da yung og

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