| 40 on the side of me, staying strapped that’s my hobby
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| Ride fly, west so a nigga be so mobby
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| Get your head cut off, nigga tryina rob me
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| We don’t give a about siding and catching bodies
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| Banger in my back, pocket biskers, that’s my hobby
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| Try me, rip your head, you’ll be full of ib’s
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| All my lil niggas is actin so nigga please believe
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| Come around trippin, they gonn squeeze if it’s behind me
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| I be somewhere with a 5o you can’t find me
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| The bitches is bad, and they all waiting up in the lobby
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| I got 3 with me and they gonn suck me till I’m dry clean
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| Hating on my paper, hit your ass with this kerosene
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| Never double cluth, 2 hammers nigga double dutch
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| Shoot him in his face, if he make me draw my double cup
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| We got bands on deck, niggas get your hustle up
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| Bitches giving long neck, niggas you’s a custom up
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| Real nigga, never been a hoe nigga
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| Ask your homeboy, yeah he know nigga
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| Ask your homeboy, yeah he know nigga
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| Fuck around, get a tag on your toe nigga
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| Real nigga, never been a hoe nigga
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| Ask your homeboy, yeah he know nigga
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| Ask your homeboy, yeah he know nigga
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| Business we strapped I wouldn’t play that
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| Fuck around, let the.223's go
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| Broad day, no mask, so a nigga know
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| If they wanna play, this how is gonna go
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| But we do this shit every day up in the O
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| Sell coke and smoke drough, stay strapped like 5o
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| We beating niggas bitches, take pictures with they cellphones
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| One phone call we outside your home
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| Come around with them riders, turn the water on
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| We still coming in, even if your daughter home
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| Got a nigga mom and that’s enough to leave him lone
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| When it’s on, it’s fully on,
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| Shots fired, nigga really gone
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| I bet pusah cross the state like I’m other home
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| Gangster, bitch, I’m a motherfucking rolling stone
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| People on they ass, like a crying stone
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| Hurricane Sam, now these niggas can’t stay
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| Real nigga, never been a hoe nigga
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| Ask your homeboy, yeah he know nigga
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| Ask your homeboy, yeah he know nigga
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| Fuck around, get a tag on your toe nigga
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| Real nigga, never been a hoe nigga
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| Ask your homeboy, yeah he know nigga
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| Ask your homeboy, yeah he know nigga
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| Business we strapped I wouldn’t play that. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ask Ya Homeboy , by - J. Stalin. Song from the album Return of the Body Snatchers, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп