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clash boy

  1. Me and my niggas tryna get it, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  2. Hit this house lick tell me is you with it, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  3. Home invasion was persuasive (Was persuasive, was persuasive)
  4. From nine to five I know its vacant, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  5. Dreams of living life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do)
  6. Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool (They wasn't cool, they wasn't cool)
  7. I fucked Sherane then went to tell my bros (Tell my bros, tell my bros
  8. Then Usher Raymond "Let it Burn" came on ("Let it Burn" came on, "Let it Burn" came on)
  9. Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  10. Parked the car and then we start rhyming, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  11. The only thing we had to free our mind (Free our mind, free our mind)
  12. Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs (Dollar signs, dollar signs)
  13. You looking like an easy come up, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  14. A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  15. And that's a lifestyle that we never knew (We never knew, we never knew)
  16. Go at a reverend for the revenue
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  19. It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
  20. Pick your poison tell me what you do
  21. Everybody gon' respect the shooter
  22. But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever)
  23. And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way
  24. Through canals and alleyways, just to say
  25. Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel (now, now)
  26. A dollar might, just fuck your main bitch that's just how I feel (now)
  27. A dollar might, say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how I feel (now, now)
  28. A dollar might, just make that lane switch that's just how I feel (now)
  29. A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel
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  32. Dreams of living life like rappers do (Like rappers do, like rappers do)
  33. Bump that new E 40 at the school (Way at the school, way at the school)
  34. You know big ballin with my homies (My homies)
  35. Earl Stevens had us thinking rational (Thinking rational, that's rational)
  36. Back to reality we poor, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  37. Another casualty at war, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  38. Two bullets in my uncle Tony head (My Tony head, my Tony head)
  39. He said one day I'd be on tour, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  40. That Louie's Burger never be the same (Won't be the same, won't be the same)
  41. A louis belt will never ease that pain (Won't ease that pain, won't ease that pain)
  42. But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin' (That day is jerkin', day is jerkin')
  43. Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirtin' (Pirelli's skirtin', Pirelli's skirtin')
  44. Gang signs out the window, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  45. Hoping all of em offend you, ya bish (Ya bish, ya bish)
  46. They say your hood is a pot of gold (A pot of gold, a pot of gold)
  47. And we gone crash it when nobodies home
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  50. Be the last one out to get this dough? No way
  51. Love one of you bucket headed hoes? No way
  52. Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way
  53. Hit the brakes, when they on patrol? No way
  54. Be the last one out to get this dough? No way
  55. Love one of you bucket headed hoes? No way
  56. Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way
  57. Hit the brakes, when they on patrol? No way
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  60. Imagine Rock up in the projects where them niggas pick your pockets
  61. Santa Claus don't miss them stockings, liquor spilling pistols popping
  62. Baking soda YOLA whipping, ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving
  63. My homeboy just domed a nigga, I just hope the Lord forgive him
  64. Pots with cocaine residue, everyday I'm hustlin'
  65. What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government
  66. Gotta provide for my daughter 'n' 'em, get the fuck up out my way, bitch
  67. Got that drum and got them bands just like a parade, bitch
  68. Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't see my stash
  69. If they do tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass
  70. From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurking blood
  71. Bitches selling pussy, niggas selling drugs but it's all good
  72. Broken promises, steal yo watch and tell you what time it is
  73. Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a footlocker is
  74. In the streets with a heater under my dungarees
  75. Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree
  76.  
  77.  
  78. It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
  79. Pick your poison tell me what you do
  80. Everybody gon' respect the shooter
  81. But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever)
  82. And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way
  83. Through canals and alleyways, just to say
  84. Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel

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