| My hood, the gang, we poppin', I’m thuggin'
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| Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
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| My hood, the gang, we poppin', I’m thuggin'
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| Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
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| The police was trippin', they kickin' down that door (Yeah)
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| He just arrested my homeboy so now he sittin' in court
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| I know you keepin' it solid once you walk up in that dorm (Ayy)
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| Gang related, and never folded if enemies want war (Ayy)
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| I’m sipping 1800 every time I go perform
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| I sent you five hundred 'cause I know you hitting that store
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| We was hitting them licks in that blue Honda Accord
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| Had a scale, had the weed, had them bars up in my drawer
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| Had these hoes sending hearts through a text when they report
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| And I give 'em just a little bit of love but they want more
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| Understand I had nothing, it was grimy, I was poor
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| Now I’m staring at these diamonds, goddamn, they feel important
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| My hood, the gang, we poppin', I’m thuggin'
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| Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
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| My hood, the gang, we poppin', I’m thuggin'
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| Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800
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| Smoke a blunt with me, I’ma take you to the sky
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| Smoking la-la-la
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| Smoke a blunt with me, I’ma take you to the sky
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| Smoking la-la-la
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| I been ruthless, back up on my Eazy E shit
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| I been cruising with my dawgs, they strapped to lunatic
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| Bitches calling my phone, talkin' 'bout, «G, where’d you go?»
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| I been folding hundreds at the top, relaxing in my zone
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| I was in Texas, I was in Vegas, I was with strippers at my location
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| You got an issue, we could arrange it
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| But they can’t stop this elevation
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| I’m on the crib with elevators
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| I need a bitch to do me a favor
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| I love Gelato, that’s my favorite
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| I need a loft in the skyscrapers
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| So I can chill, so I can flex
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| So I can show you this tat on my chest
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| So you can see that I’m smoking the best
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| So you can see how I’m fucking your ex
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| I’m a Southsider in a designer shirt made in Italy
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| I’m a Southsider, fuck your comments, I’m a Sucio mentally, yeah
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| My hood, the gang, we poppin', I’m thuggin'
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| Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800 (1800)
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| My hood, the gang, we poppin', I’m thuggin'
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| Ocean views and blue skies, I keep it 1800 (1800)
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| Smoke a blunt with me, I’ma take you to the sky
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| Smoking la-la-la
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| Smoke a blunt with me, I’ma take you to the sky
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| Smoking la-la-la
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| Yeah, shout out to all my homeboys smoking motherfucking blunts
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| All my dawgs in the building
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| Smoking that jet fuel
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| Shout out my homeboy Stretch
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| Yeah, yeah
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| My big bro C, what’s poppin'?
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| Told you to hit that blunt, but hit it light
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| That shit gon' get you high as fuck, yeah, yeah
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| Ayy, you gon' call them bitches or what? |
| Let’s go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 1800 , by - King Lil G. Song from the album Eternal, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп