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letra de boyz in the woodz - robin banks

(chorus: robin banks)
heard they wanna rob me if they could then they should
yeah i got it on me, so i wish a n-gga would
gotta keep it on me, cause n-ggas hate in the hood
come to the northside n-gga we them boyz in the woods (x2)

(verse 1: robin banks)

robin banks, but you know i’m just paper stacking
fb told me keep the strap cause we team no lackin
you broke, that’s a joke, now my squad laughing
shooters on deck, no applause when we get the clapping
feds ask questions, give them no answer
these boys want no smoke they don’t want no cancer
b-tch be f-cking with the kid, probably heard my bands up
.40 on me so this gucci belt can hold my pants up
blocks hot everyday, that’s nothing
f-ck loud, sipping lean till i’m numbing
see i’m counting so much cash
and i’m counting all these bandz
fingers ache took a break from thumbing
on my block is where them k!llers at
if you violate then they shooting at your fitted cap
stalk a n-gga till we find out where he sh-tting at
then run up in his crib and leave his brains on the ceiling fan
three letters sos they my fam b-tch
gd, fb and k savage
img they my dogs, they my mans b-tch
word around town we hot, so we can’t be strapless
they wanna take my life,they wanna take my stripes,but nah n-gga see you can’t have it (x2)

got the nina on my waist, now the nina in your face, don’t try me n-gga, cause i’ll blast it, a n-gga diss the set,watch me slap em,free the hood, f-ck the rats you could have em (x2)

(chorus: robin banks)

(verse 2: yonge grove)

you, rob me?

you a woulda have, coulda have, shoulda have n-gga

you a b-tch, up in the streets

real n-ggas, real hittas, no sucka -ss n-ggas round me

sucka free

my n-ggas are problems, you n-ggas can’t solve it

we shooting revolvers, we young and we balling

we party them wallets, them boys from the woods

my n-ggas they running, trappin all days, stack hunnids on hunnids

dope boy sh-t, got my mind on my money

yeah my youngins is with me so you really don’t want it

i say he really don’t want it

got youngins with me so you really don’t want it

when they see you n-gga, then they running up on you

and they bang and they bang and they banging up on you

don’t get caught in the corner, this is a warning

shots will warm ya

my n-ggas take lives, and put it on ice, off in a corner

img, coming to take this b-tch over

i’m holding it down, new grove order

wait till my n-ggas come home it’s over n-gga

(chorus: robin banks)

heard they wanna rob me if they could then they should

yeah i got it on me, so i wish a n-gga would

gotta keep it on me, cause n-ggas hate in the hood

come to the northside n-gga we them boyz in the woods (x2)

- robin banks

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