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Correct N' 2 Dat
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[Intro] JRag on the beat Know what I'm talkin' 'bout, ooh-wee Ghetto Gospel, nigga [Verse] Hop off the blue bird and start smashin' shit Nigga got to the pen, I was thrashin' shit I was bustin' big store, I was havin' shit I had hoes on my books, I ain't ask for shit Kept a blade in my boots, on some stabbin' shit Niggas gay in this bitch, on some grabbin' shit I was doin push-ups, on some savage shit Nigga got out the pen and I grabbed the bitch Made my first hundred thousand off Africans My ho is white as a napkin And she get paid off of travelin' I'm throwin' sauce like a javelin, look at the pad I'm in, livin' extravagant Once we know you a snitch you can't trap again Once we know you a bitch you get slapped again My lil' bro broke his wrist in that glass again I told that nigga stop doin' that Go get you a bitch and be through with that Tryna whip up a brick, she work two with that And these boots I got on got the Gucci patch My belt Gucci too, so that Gucci match I walked out of court in some Gucci slacks Then broke on a bitch in a Gucci hat When I bought all them chains they said Gucci back I got white bitches slangin' that coochie back Bitch, I'm a dog, I eat Scooby Snacks And I'm stuck in the beat like a booby trap Bitch I grew out my hair just to lose the cap I took a pint on the cruise and nap I knock the P, make him lose his trap He couldn't sleep, he on Google Maps Got in a race and start losin' laps Nigga see me, he salty, don't give no daps Better stay off this smoke 'fore my Glock relapse And you end up on somebody's shirt perhaps [Interlude] Know what I'm sayin' Ooh-wee [Chorus] Spray-cos, AR's, and choppers, we into that Making hundreds off boppers, we into that Peelin' off on the coppers, we into that We ain't ducking no squabbles, we into that Sendin' hits on our problems, we into that We like sticks and revolvers, we into that Can't find you, hit your mama, we into that, yeah, we into that AR's, Spray-cos, and choppers, we into that Makin' hundreds off models, we into that Peelin' off on the coppers, we into that We ain't ducking no squabbles, we into that Sending hits on our problems, we into that We like sticks and revolvers, we into that Can't find you, hit your mama, we into that, yeah, we into that [Outro] Ooh-wee, ooh-wee Ooh-wee
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