| Sosa Baby
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| Coolin' on the block and we down for some ignorance
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| No love to the opps cause we down for some ignorance
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| I just bought a Glock cause I’m down for some ignorance
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| My mans just got popped, now I’m down for some ignorance
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| Scream «Fuck the police"if you down for some ignorance
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| Turn up on CPD if you down for some ignorance
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| Fo’nem ride around and you know they with da shits
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| Might pull up on your block, let it blow in this bitch
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| Get down, down for some ignorance
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Get 'em
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| Don’t forget the heat, watch out
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| They might catch you lacking, watch out
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| On 47th street, watch out
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| By your mama address, watch out
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| Rock you right to sleep, watch out
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| Like a little baby
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| Gotta keep a strap on me like straight jacket, bitch I might go crazy
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| Tuck your scary ass in bed I’d like to sing to you a little ghetto lullaby
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| Grab your gun and light a blunt and pop a pill and put a middle finger in the
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| sky
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| Two niggas in a black Toyota with a strap that’s loaded and I can’t control 'em
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| Ready for a game of Texas Hold’Em
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| Meaning they ain’t no joker and they poke ya for that white Sammy Sosa
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| Catch you lackin' on your granny’s sofa
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| Home alone and he 'bout to roll up
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| He don’t know we about to roll up
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| Up for revenge and I’m down for some ignorance
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| Run up in his crib, lay down all the witnesses
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| Finna take a ride and we packing it’s a business trip
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| Me with the cannon in my hand can you picture this
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| Hide my pain in the past, behind my face in this mask
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| Foot to the gas, buck on the dash
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| I might Spaz on your goof ass
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| Don’t make me blast, shit come off safe
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| If you don’t open the safe
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| Totin' an eight, open the door
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| Open his face, with this vase
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| Blood on the carpet, no conscience
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| Beat a nigga like a 808, so heartless
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| Ran out the back door of the apartment
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| Stash the bloody gloves in the garbage
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| These nightmares turn us into monsters
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| Memories on 47th street haunt us
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| You a ghost
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| Fuck around with them fuck arounds
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| You can fuck around and get smoked
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Get 'em
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| Niggas on ya head (watch out)
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| Wanna see you bleedin' (watch out)
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| They just took a L (watch out)
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| They gon' make it even (watch out)
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| They know where you live (watch out)
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| They gon' catch you while you leavin'
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| (Is that a face in the staircase, bitch I might be tweaking')
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| Listen to the voices in my head
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| Welcome to my fucked up reality
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| Ever since you did that home invasion
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| 'Cause the universe can feel ya energy
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| Mentally ill, fuck Dr. Phil
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| All these pills ain’t Benadryl (Chiraq)
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| No oil but it’s been a drill
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| Let me show you how the jungle feel
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| Lions, tigers, bears (oh my)
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| Tryna dodge the feds (watch out)
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| If the National Guard was actually hard they wouldn’t be scared (southside)
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| And these kids grew up with no moms and no dads
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| Blew up with these rhymes and notepads
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| Even if they did they’d dump heads
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| One a one way street to nowhere
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| Everything to prove, with nothing to lose
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| You fools at Fox News
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| Couldn’t walk a block in our shoes
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| They’ll lay you down
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Down, down for some ignorance
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| Get 'em |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Down For Some Ignorance (Ghetto Lullaby) , by - Victor Kwesi Mensah. Song from the album The Autobiography, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп