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[Chorus: Jose Guapo] Straight out up the streets, I ain't gradguate from high school With all these cars, a nigga gotta keep it cool Can’t let a nigga play me, my mama ain't raised a fool I can surve you anything, weed, dope and dog food Cause I know how to get it Cause I know how to get it [Verse 1: Jose Guapo] I'm in the streets, I’m petty Do this shit in any city These bitches they with it, they treat a nigga like I'm Diddy Packages and shipping, Imma get it to you, nigga I ain't never trippin, I drink lean, I get it Bitches shakin ass for the cash, I ain't mad at 'm Magic City Monday, if I see you, I throw the bag at you You can get the brick, young Guapo be a bag god Back in the trap, they like "Young Guapo got some bags" I know how to get it I know how to spend it Check the scoreboard, nigga, you know we winnin And I won't fall for it, till I get a hundred million [Chorus: Jose Guapo] Straight out up the streets, I ain't gradguate from high school With all these cars, a nigga gotta keep it cool Can't let a nigga play me, my mama ain’t raised a fool I can surve you anything, weed, dope and dog food Cause I know how to get it Cause I know how to get it [Verse 2: Trapboy Freddy] Dropped out of school, I’m the teacher Microwaving beaters, pain up in the lieder Cut her off, she leavin Givenchi on the shoes, no creeses Gucci decent, I DMV it It's Freddy, you still got that deal? Yeah, you get thrilled I see you made it rappin, bitch, I’m trappin Trap feel like a mansion, ain't no couches Raise a blade and answer Sacks and packs, I sell 'm From the cliff down to Atlanta Say I got hit, get canseled I'm a smooth nigga, no hassle I’m a boss, baby, don't answer Takin losses, shit happens Make it back, I'm the captain These rappers be cappin I was in apartments trappin, while you were rappin [Chorus: Jose Guapo] Straight out up the streets, I ain't gradguate from high school With all these cars, a nigga gotta keep it cool Can't let a nigga play me, my mama ain't raised a fool I can surve you anything, weed, dope and dog food Cause I know how to get it Cause I know how to get it
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