| Fam Goon
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| You already know who the fuck this is, Young Scooter
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| Right now, you tuned in to that muhfuckin' diary of the streets, nigga
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| Uh
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| I used to trap for some Michael Js (Woo)
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| Grabbing that pack out the microwave (Skrrt)
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| I get whatever I like today (Uh)
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| It got me feeling some type of way (Ralo)
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| I put my bitch in a Range Rover (Range Rover)
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| I used to trap in the same clothing (Uh)
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| Niggas be acting like they ain’t know me (Woo)
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| Niggas be acting like they ain’t owe me
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| Mama told me «Don't ever trust 'em» (Never trust 'em)
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| These niggas be undercover
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| Hit the block and I make it double (Uh)
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| I’m the missing piece to the puzzle (Ralo)
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| Fell in love with these hoes (Uh)
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| I cannot fuck 'em and go (Uh-uh)
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| This shit is out of control (They told me let 'em go)
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| I get that deuce and I’m make it a 4
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| I take them chances (Woo)
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| I get your bitch and I make her a ho (Uh)
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| All of these bitches want niggas with more (I promise)
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| None of this shit is not making me fold (Uh-uh)
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| All of this shit is not making me bold (Ralo)
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| I get the dope and make it explode
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| Go in that bowl and make it some more ()
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| I put my bitches in some red bottoms (Red bottoms)
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| Fuck whatever they said 'bout them (Woo)
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| She did not tell when the feds got him (Uh-uh)
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| These niggas switched up on everybody (I promise)
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| I got more money than rappers do (Rappers do)
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| I used to trap on the avenue (Ralo)
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| I fell in love with that revenue
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| I got a life with a better view (I got a life with a better view)
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| (I got a life with a better view)
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| I’m at the top now (I'm at the top)
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| These bitches can’t look down on me no more (Uh-uh)
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| I promise you that (Let's do it)
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| (Fuck that, I’m goin' back in) Fam Goon
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| I told my niggas to never switch
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| Never go out bad 'bout a bitch (Uh-uh)
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| Be real, fuck being rich
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| Niggas with money be counterfeiting (I promise)
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| All of them bitches that doubted me (Doubted me)
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| Gonna send me an apology (I'm sorry)
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| Them niggas, they wanna follow me (Uh-uh)
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| Now they be sayin' shout out to me (Ralo)
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| Ridin' 'round in that Hellcat (Skrrt)
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| Remember when we had to sell crack (Woo)
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| Momma got drunk off a 12 pack (Momma)
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| Now I got spots, where the 12 at? |
| (12)
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| I got that cheese and I fell back
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| Tell them rats go tell that (Tell 'em)
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| They askin' where Lil Terell at (Where he at?)
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| That lil' nigga don’t sell jack (That lil' nigga don’t sell jack)
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| That lil' nigga don’t sell jack
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| Ain’t gotta sell another muhfuckin' brick again in my muhfuckin' life
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| You dig what I’m sayin'?
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| Ralo, Fam Goon |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Young Scooter & Ralo Speaks , by - Ralo. Song from the album Diary of the Streets II, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп