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(Hook x2)
Straight 8 in my pocket, afghan in my dutchie
These real niggaz they love me, these bad bitches wanna fuck me
Iâve been mobbin in my loaf, smoking like a boss
I was grinding, they was hating,
Thatâs why they fell off
(Verse)
Tattoos on my body, loadin up that shotty
Screaming murder like Irv Gotti
These young niggaz so wildin
These young bitches so nasty
These crooked cops so crafty
West side of Phillie, we ball like some athletes
They hating like Iâm Brown Brown
Iâm stunting like itâs primetime
P I like down on
5 4 like Hassan,
Hustle hard itâs grind time,
Bitch you know itâs my time
And the hood just like that one time
On the corner like a stop sign
Swagger like a dough boy, thinking like itâs wallstreet
Iâm gonna keep on grinding, beat until we all eat
If they ainât hating you ainât winning thatâs on errything
Tattoos wife beater, and a heavy blunt
(Hook x2)
Straight 8 in my pocket, afghan in my dutchie
These real niggaz they love me, these bad bitches wanna fuck me
Iâve been mobbin in my loaf, smoking like a boss
I was grinding, they was hating,
Thatâs why they fell off
(Verse : Young Jeezy)
I say I'm ridin round n Iâm getting it
Itâs God be my witness,
Tell my bitch to go buy linex, she said babe it aint even christmas,
The real is back and they missed us,
Rich actin' like Christmas,
Riding around with them pistols,
Niggers definitely getting they instance
Mom needs in them tissues pops taking them pictures
Forgot in all to stop, even lost the keys to my car
Fuck it though buy a new one, had a black buy a blue one
Seats match my timbow ,burst on the extendo
Ballin hard is my hobby, beat it up til its sloppy
She said damn snow you got me
Know them glocks blacker than coffee
Bitch calling me papi, all I'm saying he rocky
Moon dark who dat be murder one, who shot me
(Hook x2)
Straight 8 in my pocket, afghan in my dutchie
These real niggaz they love me, these bad bitches wanna fuck me
Iâve been mobbin in my loaf, smoking like a boss
I was grinding, they was hating,
Thatâs why they fell off
(Verse)
Phillie on my snap back, polo on that v neck
Your bitch up in my loft, askin where tha weed at?
I'm tryna bring tha cheese back,
Ainât worried about your feedback
Tell that dj bring it back, real niggaz need that
Afghan in my in my dutchie,
if not Iâm rolling OG
Ballin with that purple, Iâm feeling like Iâm Kobe
That California love, we smoke it by tha oz
Hate me or they love me,
I guarantee they know me
Straight 8 in my pocket, choppa in my trunk hoe
Got made men in every hood
What the fuck I need to front for
Tattoos on my face nigga
West side on my knuckles
I wake up and I crime bruh all I know is hussle
(Hook x2)
Straight 8 in my pocket, afghan in my dutchie
These real niggaz they love me, these bad bitches wanna fuck me
Iâve been mobbin in my loaf, smoking like a boss
I was grinding, they was hating,
Thatâs why they fell off
- Album:
- The New Fresh Prince