| Fye up the dope cartiers on the scope
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| Used to stay with the roach make a play like a coach
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| Put the gang on a chain wanna hang lie a rope
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| I got clean like I jus washed it with soap
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| Put the money first all I save up is hunchos
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| Mix match the swag they gone eat it like lunchable
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| Try to re up it’s too late it’s already sold
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| Dope boy fresh white tee and sum retros
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| Stay down I came up and it made it a lot
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| I wanna fuck ion care she a thot
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| I’m the highest one in the room not Travis Scott
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| Came out the partments wasn’t playing in the sand box
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| Pussy ass nigga get from round want a handout
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| Fuck all that talking I’ll pull up and air it out
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| Meet him on clairmont
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| Choppa could bear hunt
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| Claim u real u ain’t nun but a cunt
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| I mix the wok and the tech it’s blue
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| I got them hunnits they new they blue
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| Diamonds on top of my watch they blue
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| Drinking that cough syrup like I had a flu
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| Say u don’t like me. |
| Who are you
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| U b hating on the swag u can’t do what I do
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| I tried to tell em I already knew
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| Riding with felons they ready to shoot
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| Boom Boom when that choppa come thru
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| Skkrrt skkrrt when I whip in that coupe
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| Boop boop got the truck coming thru
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| Waaa waaa black belt doing Kung Fu
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| Smoking peanut butter breathe
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| Damn he b fresh to death
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| Fuck you nigga I can get it by my damn self
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| Bitchs and weed exotic it be top shelf
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| Got Mason marggiels that even came out yet
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| Fye up the dope cartiers on the scope
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| Used to stay with the roach make a play like a coach
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| Put the gang on a chain wanna hang lie a rope
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| I got clean like I jus washed it with soap
|
| Put the money first all I save up is hunchos
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| Mix match the swag they gone eat it like lunchable
|
| Try to re up it’s too late it’s already sold
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| Dope boy fresh white tee and sum retros
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| Stay down I came up and it made it a lot
|
| I wanna fuck ion care she a thot
|
| I’m the highest one in the room not Travis Scott
|
| Came out the partments wasn’t playing in the sand box
|
| Pussy ass nigga get from round want a handout
|
| Fuck all that talking I’ll pull up and air it out
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| Meet him on clairmont
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| Choppa could bear hunt
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| Claim u real u ain’t nun but a cunt |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mixmatch , by - HoodRich Pablo Juan. Song from the album Hood Champ, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп