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Correct A Bronx Tale Lyrics
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Correct A Bronx Tale
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Hun'eds, hun'eds in my pocket, keep it G All day, everyday, real life, this is me Got the streets on lock, you ain't blind, you can see Your boy Troy Ave and the Kid Capri She said that she don't want me 'cause I'm just another dealer Heard some niggas overtalkin' and they said I was a killer (That ain't true mama) Plus she know I come from Brooklyn and she way up in the Bronx I said, 'Baby, fuck you mean? I ride foreign, want you want?' Ay, yo, I met her in Astoria, stage name Gloria Smooth skin, tanned like a vacay in Florida She don't want to dance, she just tryin' to bring her daughter up I went in my pants, couple bands, that's for all of you Bitches wit' ambition, his just in the kitchen Him bein' me, dark skin, juice glistenin', right? And, baby, this your lucky night Fuck wit' the kid, roll wit' me like a pair of dice Trips, see low clouds on the plane So fly, so high, take a hit of Mary Jane It's a PJ, it just came from VA Hampton University, seven plus three K That's a dime, you a dime, I shine, you could shine Them other niggas want chores, I just want you to be mind You sip birthday cake wine, I'm a part of that I could show you where love and the dollars at She said that she don't want me 'cause I'm just another dealer Heard some niggas overtalkin' and they said I was a killer (That ain't true mama) Plus she know I come from Brooklyn and she way up in the Bronx I said, 'Baby, fuck you mean? I ride foreign, want you want? Party dumb, more fun, still kickin' game It's really just extra, she already know the name You spoke my peace, out the door, capisce Hit the alarm, doors open, nah, I don't lease Paid in full, new bands, baby, fuck your friends Them hoes'd leave you if they could get wit' me And I don't really want people in my business Whether it's streets or the sheets, that's how you get a sentence I'm a give you time, be careful how you spend it Whole lot of commas, I base run no pennant Batter up, little bitch bad as fuck You made a good choice, let me snatch her up They say one loyal girl is hard to find So when you get it, keep her wit' it, to the top you climb Rocky road, rock and roll, heavy metal for fryin' and shit They don't want to step up and shine, motherfuckers She said that she don't want me 'cause I'm just another dealer Heard some niggas overtalkin' and they said I was a killer (That ain't true mama) Plus she know I come from Brooklyn and she way up in the Bronx I said, 'Baby, fuck you mean? I ride foreign, want you want?
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