| Crack, E, Powder, Weed
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| No matter what it is they got what you need
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| Young cats serving bags from ten speeds
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| I guess money does grow on trees
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| Kush, Gas, Dro, and Regs
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| Drop a few crumbs for the hoes to beg
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| You better learn the game and know the ledge
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| Dudes round here put holes in heads
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| Got cash to blow
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| Dog got ziplock bags of snow
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| And those that keep E work is swoll
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| Chicks pop them hoes like birth control
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| The whole game is buy and sell
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| Keep the clientele high as hell
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| Some dudes jump in, try, and fail
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| Get locked up and tell…
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| (Hook)
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| All the hustlas
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| Let me see your foot work
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| Them young boys around the corner got purp
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| Right next door where homie got murked
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| When he met dude, he copped and got jerked
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| Let me see your foot work/
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| Don’t go down the street, they got dirt
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| Right next door where the girl got murked
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| When she ain’t do old boy, he got hurt
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| Shrooms, Cigs, Meth, and Hash
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| Whatever’s gon get that extra cash
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| A1 products in sandwich bags
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| Plate so fat they can’t be mad
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| Rain, hail, snow, or sun
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| The whole neighborhood got the 411
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| If you snitch they’ll bust a gun
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| Stomp on your face and bust yo gums
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| You better ask around
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| Them drug boys sewed up half the town
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| Fearless, ain’t no backing down
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| The whole crew’s packing pounds
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| Ones that you smoke and ones that smoke you
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| And everyone knows who you should go to
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| But you need someone to go through
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| Don’t knock if they don’t know you…
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| (Hook) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Footwork , by - Guilty Simpson. Song from the album Ode To The Ghetto, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп