| Y’all know what it is
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| I sneak up in the club
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| I got that ratchet on me
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| You don’t want me to bug
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| You know what niggas call me
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| They call me superthug
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| And if a nigga act up, I let go me a slug
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| Lehgo, lehgo, lehgo
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| Lehgo, lehgo, lehgo
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| Lehgo, lehgo, lehgo
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| Lehgo, lehgo, lehgo
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| Fast car, top down
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| Do she know how I like it? |
| Top down
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| Red top, red bottoms
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| What up with J.B.
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| The feds try to ride em
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| Guacamole, my pistol-I
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| Kick niggas in they face, soccer goalie
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| Uh huh, I’m kinda feeling myself
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| No E-pill or nothin' but I’m feelin myself
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| Yup, Southpaw awkward, left hand slapbox
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| Them bitches whip soft toys, matchbox
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| And I be good on them back blocks
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| I’m old school with the drop tops and rag tops
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| Brought the cash boy, iPads and laptops
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| I got the hammer there, still in the stash box
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| I stand tall, youngins look up to me
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| And OGs got love, they fuck with me
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| Somebody walked up and told me Nore shot somebody
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| So I shot him and turned up my Rakim
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| Sped off, black Lincoln sittin' on stock rims
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| Under black tint Cincinnati cock brim
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| You know my flavor nigga, pull out your razor nigga
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| Let 'em slice me once then I’m a blaze a nigga
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| Taste your blood like 45 minutes after Mayweather lace his gloves fighting
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| Pacquiao
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| And all you little new niggas jockin' styles
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| Just to pack a crowd, I come through acting wild
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| Dressed in all black, blacker than a black and mild
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| Blowing on that sour diesel, fuck yeah my jacket loud
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| My bitches scream, my tires screech
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| I bust guns and I wire teeth
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| Hurricane and N.O.R.E
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| Can’t live with us then put us where God be
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| You’re like a Flocka calm down, shawty let it go
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| Brick squad pulled up it’s like a car show
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| Bands in my pocket, flag out my cargos
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| V.I.P. |
| status so I’m walking through the back door
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| On that Remy V, I don’t want brown
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| I love the sound when your girl go down
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| Beef you better let it go
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| My youngins, they’ll open up your cantaloupe
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| Every round on me 'til the bar close
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| Worlds above haters, Chicago
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| Got a 9 on me, call me Rondo
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| Easter pink in my cup, no Nuvo |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lehhhgooo , by - N.O.R.E.. Song from the album DJ Green Lantern Presents - Crack on Steroids, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп