| Shit,
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| So you know me, I come from a different
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| All the niggas like me, they either dead or in prison
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| And there ain’t too many niggas that gon' listen to this shit, 'cause there
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| ain’t too many niggas like me you dig
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| They used to look up to Meech, now they look up to me
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| I am still in my twenties, made twenty mill off the streets
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| I got a hummer nigga
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| They get it for 21 and they sell it for 23
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| All them trips down to Cali, made me wanna stop rapping because these rappers
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| ain’t happy, niggas ain’t making nothing
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| A lot of people keep asking, Ralo still in the hood (why)
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| I am just like my car, I like my trunk in the hood
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| I like my in the air, I like my money in bundles
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| Don’t give a fuck about effort bitch, we still gon' do numbers
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| I’m still gon' flex on the gram, show that bitch who I am
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| Don’t you compare me to rappers if they can’t buy them a lamb (don't do it)
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| Aye don’t you compare me to none of these broke ass niggas baby (please don’t
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| do that to me)
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| If the nigga can’t buy themself a motherfucking lamb
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| Then don’t compare me to that motherfucking nigga you bitch (don't do that)
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| I don’t give a fuck how much jewelry he got (what else)
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| I don’t give a fuck how many hit records he got (what else)
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| He still ain’t hitting on shit nigga
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| You know I ain’t got no motherfucking fall for no elevator in my motherfucking
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| condo nigga
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| We buying whole complexes bitch
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| My ears broke, I don’t hear none of the hating shit no mo'
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| Ain’t no pressure 'bout a bitch, you can come get your ho
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| Ain’t no pressure on no money, you know we having paper
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| I hate when niggas don’t succeed I ain’t your average hater
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| I always make the money, the money never made 'em
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| Got hellcats I used to ride a
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| My baby momma went in labor thinking 'bout child support
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| I told her only bitches send niggas to court
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| Don’t tell me good luck, just tell me never give up
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| They ain’t wanna give the boy a chance, now they beg me to fuck
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| Don’t ever let the money or fame change who you are
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| Now 12 get behind me daily 'cause they like the car
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| Aye man, aye 12 just pulled me over the other day right (what'd they say)
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| He ain’t ask me for no drivers license or insurance (what they ask you)
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| He told me «Aye Lil Ralo, that motherfucker clean «I ask how much money mo- how much money he make a year right (how much he make)
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| Nigga tell me he make thirty thousand dollars a year (that's it?)
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| I said excuse me officer I, in the glove compartment right now nigga
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| I seen myself on TV, then I said I’m proud of you
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| This lil niggas selling dope, came out the blue
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| Everything I do I do that shit for the crew
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| Every time they see me out on
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| All them bitches say I’m cute they gon' make me they MCM
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| They ain’t gotta be a fan to know how hard I fuck with them
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| Even if it rain in there’s no
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| Ralo, Famgoon |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 12 Can't Stop Shit (Outro) , by - Ralo. Song from the album Diary of the Streets 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп