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[Intro: Go Yayo] HoodFame, gang Gang gang, gang Youngin, big homie, OG Yeah, duckin' big red and big blue, yeah Codeine crazy, crip crazy [Chorus: Go Yayo] No time for no bitches, lil bro tryna slam I spend all my money on thookas and blams What you gon' do when we run in your trap? Take all your money, run off with the stash Go get your thooka, try to get it back Serve a nigga hundred P's, take it back You know how we comin', you know how we act You know how we duckin', you know we got Act You gotta know that, hey, gotta know that Gotta know that, you gotta know that You gotta know that, gotta know that You gotta know I'm big homie, that's a fact Everything I do, I do it for sack This rap shit don't work, I'ma get me a stack If I ever go broke I'ma jack, you gotta know that [Verse 1: Trapboy Freddy] Ever go broke then it's back to the trap Strap in my lap with the pack in the couch Tuckin' them grams, give the profit a drought Youngins go dumb, they prepared for the jack Serve 'em a brick and we double right back Unlock the window, we come through the back Don't gotta search 'cause I know where it's at Sell everything from the black to the crack Partner just called, got a play on some thrax Nobody safe, everybody gettin' jacked Lil nigga slippin', tryna chase him some cash Come out the closet, three niggas, all black Trapboy gettin' money, gotta know it nigga So much blow up in the kitchen like it's snowin' nigga Say you gettin' money, boy you gotta show me nigga Show and tell with the bale like we grow it nigga Fourteen grand, got a Rollie watch Got the rocks on the clock, can't tell the time Diamonds wrapped around like damn rocks Count it all of the gas, no shamrocks F&N bullet leave you shellshocked I was fourteen years old tryna sell rocks Now I'm tuckin' them blocks like ham hawks Four niggas go dumb, don't ever stop [Chorus: Go Yayo] No time for no bitches, lil bro tryna slam I spend all my money on thookas and blams What you gon' do when we run in your trap? Take all your money, run off with the stash Go get your thooka, try to get it back Serve a nigga hundred P's, take it back You know how we comin', you know how we act You know how we duckin', you know we got Act You gotta know that, hey, gotta know that Gotta know that, you gotta know that You gotta know that, gotta know that You gotta know I'm big homie, that's a fact Everything I do, I do it for sack This rap shit don't work, I'ma get me a stack If I ever go broke I'ma jack, you gotta know that [Verse 2: Go Yayo] Yeah, and that just is something you gotta know Bitch suck that dick and she gotta go In Lil Vegas, trappin' at the store HoodFame youngin but lil bitch I'm big homie I run shit, that's something you got know Run in your shit, it's a kick door Thooka make a pussy nigga tiptoe Nigga better duck, better get low FN bullets spit it out through his window I just want the money, you can keep the dough It ain't enough cash then we take 'em both Walk up on 'em, we don't need a scope Bitch, we all about murder Big ass thooka, spin his ass in a circle HoodFame youngin, I'm a boss, you a worker I went from trapper to rockstar Ran out of red, we on Wockhardt Thirty thousand cash in my rockstars Big ass K, what's a body guard Just copped the Lam, it was push start I drive that bitch like a go-kart Get my youngin to work, he gon' get it done Rippin' for 21, bitch [Chorus: Go Yayo] No time for no bitches, lil bro tryna slam I spend all my money on thookas and blams What you gon' do when we run in your trap? Take all your money, run off with the stash Go get your thooka, try to get it back Serve a nigga hundred P's, take it back You know how we comin', you know how we act You know how we duckin', you know we got Act You gotta know that, hey, gotta know that Gotta know that, you gotta know that You gotta know that, gotta know that You gotta know I'm big homie, that's a fact Everything I do, I do it for sack This rap shit don't work, I'ma get me a stack If I ever go broke I'ma jack, you gotta know that [Chorus: Go Yayo] No time for no bitches, lil bro tryna slam I spend all my money on thookas and blams What you gon' do when we run in your trap? Take all your money, run off with the stash Go get your thooka, try to get it back Serve a nigga hundred P's, take it back You know how we comin', you know how we act You know how we duckin', you know we got Act You gotta know that, hey, gotta know that Gotta know that, you gotta know that You gotta know that, gotta know that You gotta know I'm big homie, that's a fact Everything I do, I do it for sack This rap shit don't work, I'ma get me a stack If I ever go broke I'ma jack, you gotta know that
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