| Yeah, what you know bout that Kayrone shit, when that waterbug crawled in that
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| babygirl mouth, killa
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| Did that shit killed them white folks livin in the big house
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| Hmmm, now tell me can you stand it?
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| Been in the trap about four days
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| Can’t sleep these bills they gotta get paid
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| These niggas snitched and brought up ya name
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| Now tell me can you stand it?
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| Hearin' ya patna just got killed
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| The cops shot him like he didn’t deserve to live (oh no)
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| Stuck in this trap and I’m feelin' pain yeah
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| Trying hard just to stand the rain
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| Dro, hard wit it, thought I ran outta guap didn’t it (nope)
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| Thought I ran outta fakin' God (what?)
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| Thought I ran outta cars didn’t it (zrooom)
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| Even though me and 'Tasia broke up, I miss and respect shawty heart wit it
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| I had six goals it was like a spades hand, I ain’t even play cards (stupid ass)
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| And I never knew nothin' bout a Visa, food stamp them our people
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| The Barrino family used to sing so hard, I start crying like a tile weeper (hol
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| up Ricc)
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| Shawty came wit that street sweeper, shawty shot up some sweet people
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| One week, without Jesus, is a weak nigga, peep it nigga
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| Now tell me can you stand it?
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| Watchin' yo momma cry (momma stop cryin')
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| Tears runnin' down her face
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| She just heard her baby died
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| Oh, now tell me can you stand it?
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| Livin' on this earth in hell
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| In the trap gettin' off that work
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| In a place that’s full of pain
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| Tell me can you stand the rain
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| The you love I’on wanna go no more, tired of wearing these polo clothes
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| Tired of talking bout these ices and busta niggas kickin' in these doors (uh)
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| What the hell are we workin' for?
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| Momma used to be crying in the room, now my momma be twerkin' though (uh)
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| Ha, now what the hell is my daughter doing? |
| (Taylor)
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| God please bless my family (please), everything about to be
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| Move out the hood up to and yo bubblegum ass, need chewin'
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| Swear to God I wanna pray for you but I can’t do it cause you evil doing and
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| I’m right with it
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| Turn around with that Glock wit it (bow), bust it off I got shots with it
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| (Glock)
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| And protectin' my house with it (cmon), this what I suppose to do (yes)
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| You don’t remember them phone issues, you don’t remember them that the glass
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| went through and I bled through the shoe
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| Tell me can you stand it? |
| this rain (I love you momma)
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| Tell me can you stand it? |
| this pain
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| Tell me can you stand it? |
| I don’t know what I’m gonna do
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| Tell me can you stand it? |
| (thank you momma)
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| Now tell me can you stand it?
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| Livin' on this earth in hell (you know I talk this shit)
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| In the trap gettin' off that work
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| In a place that’s full of pain (yeah)
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| Ooh tell me can you stand the rain
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| My wings on I can’t fly God, scared to ask you why God
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| Think that I went blind, what is wrong with my eyes God
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| Leave me, I can’t see you, everybody comin' these two
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| They bustin' K’s and I’m runnin' through, everybody wanna be fooled but I’m
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| smart enough and I’m hard enough
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| Tellin' me what’s botherin' ya, and I swear to help you if I can
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| My co-defendant, my main man, now who the fuck killed momma boy
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| Why the hell ya’ll totin' toys, why the hell we hungry
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| God help your son boy, it’s Dro
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| Yo momma ain’t never got shot five times bruh
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| Yo daddy ain’t no purified bonafide junkie bruh
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| Ya’ll ain’t neva had to borrow ice before huh
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| We don’t need sugar no mo', we don’t need flour there
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| We stood the rain baby, yeah
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| Come from the church widdit though, grandma son has it
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| Tell me can you stand the rain, bring it back |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hood Gospel, artist - Young Dro. Album song Da Reality Show, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп