| Wake your bitch ass up, nigga
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| Doing it for the real ones, nigga
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| Out here getting money the real way, nigga
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| Taking chances and more shit, you feel me?
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| Four-block
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| Bompton
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| Woo, woo, woo
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| The streets I walk down
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| Ain’t no bickin', it ain’t bool with it
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| Real niggas in the hood got beef
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| I live in the hood, so I gotta deal with it
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| Young nigga, I ain’t knowin'
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| I just live with spruce
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| Flyin' church, red strings
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| G’s equipped to shoot
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| Every morning like night
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| Niggas handle business
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| Dice games in the hood
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| Seems like it’s never ending
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| And when 12's hit the block
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| It’s like they always trippin'
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| Niggas done lost they life gang bangin'
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| And they always gifting
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| Life’s fucked up
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| I ain’t seen realer than the real go
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| Bet I hold it down
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| And my name is what I live fo'
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| I’m turned out in the block
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| And did it
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| I’m in the mirrors
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| Day and night after I get it
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| Life’s a gamble
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| I go hard, I spend it
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| Pick the bags and shit up
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| No I ain’t forgettin' it
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| Play with this block shit
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| You’ll lose your life
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| I didn’t make it out the struggle
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| Without thinking twice
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| RIP my rider, nigga
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| RIP Big
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| My nigga Chaotic
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| Wooooo, now im of age
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| With a '32 under my granny couch
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| I been out here fucking up
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| So I left the house
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| But I was still giving the chips so I ain’t leave her out
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| Out here hittin' licks with the homie so I’m cashin' out
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| I was taught to go big, ain’t no holdin' out
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| Because that’ll lead to a fist fight, then the guns is out
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| You my real one, I ride by, I chuck it up
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| And if the beef on, I come through and I eat it up
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| Black choices, I chose to put a flag in it
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| pockets, Spruce street and I sag with it
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| That Slim fo', I ride or die, I don’t give a fuck
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| And it’s 32, it turned into a bastard
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| Run up on me and get your ass whupped
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| These streets turn me into a savage
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| Everybody turned to back out and I don’t know what to do
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| I stuck to this rapping
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| Oh baby got it brackin', from the weed sales to the cocaine
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| To the packs out on street
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| On the hood, nigga I’ve been active
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| RIP Big
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| RIP Original YG
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| Nigga RIP, nigga
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| Niggas already know what it is,
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| Nigga we out here in the, you see what I’m saying
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| Doing what the fuck I’m talking about, know what I mean
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| We gonna, see what I’m saying
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| Holding it the fuck down
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| Right now, to this day, nigga
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| Living the life, nigga
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| Then fuck you
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| What you seen on TV nigga and on YouTube
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| And all the other shit, nigga
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| I’m living this shit, this is real, boy
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| I got deals in this shit, nigga
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| You know what I mean I got niggas in this
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| You see what I’m saying, holding it down
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| Niggas got them bars, nigga
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| And on the walls nigga
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| What the fuck can I do, you see what I’m saying
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| Keep doing me, keep holding it the fuck down
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| You know what I mean, for the hood and all that
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| But um, yeah nigga, this is real, nigga
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| We out here, nigga, Bompton, nigga
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| Straight up menace |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Straight Up Bompton , by - Slim 400. Song from the album All Blassik, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп