| Yeah
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| Chophouze on the track
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| BMFBG, you dig?
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| Haha
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| I’m so rich right now, I’m out of range
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| I know like fifteen ways to sell cocaine
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| Ridin' 'round Mobile juggin', me and Cap
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| Black Migo Scooter own like twenty traps
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| Yeah, walkin' past dead bodies, we gettin' used to our environment
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| Wanted bald heads just so we won’t think 'bout dyin'
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| Tried to leave the streets, but that shit eatin' up my conscience
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| Duke had my back, somehow he died right in front me (Jugg)
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| I’m a Zone 6 nigga, it’s free Putang (Zone 6)
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| My niggas too real so I’ll never change (Yeah)
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| I got money, fuck some rap fame (Count up)
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| Won’t switch my flow, no, I won’t change lanes
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| Hittin' rap juggs on a hundred band plan, the A, they two hundred miles away
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| Scooter run a trap spot with the base just like Chophouze Jay
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| You ain’t from Glenwood Road if you don’t know Lon, Tay, or BJ (RIP to Lonnie)
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| Four pots at the same time, I’m cookin' dope like four way (Whip)
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| Got a Meek Mill spot I flood with eagles (Philly)
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| Every Sunday I ride that old Regal (Skrrt, skrrt)
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| I’m too loyal, I’ll never cross my people (Nah)
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| If I ever become the president, I’m makin' trappin' legal (Street)
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| I’m so rich right now, I’m out of range
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| I know like fifteen ways to sell cocaine
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| Ridin' 'round Mobile juggin', me and Cap
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| Black Migo Scooter own like twenty traps
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| Yeah, walkin' past dead bodies, we gettin' used to our environment
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| Wanted bald heads just so we won’t think 'bout dyin'
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| Tried to leave the streets, but that shit eatin' up my conscience
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| Duke had my back, somehow he died right in front me
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| Save the streets, I’m a neighborhood hero (I'm a neighborhood hero)
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| I fuck white bitches with Black Amigo (Black Amigo)
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| This shit was hard, like Shaq shootin' free throws (Shaq shootin' free throws)
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| Scooter got the game on lock even though he got kilos (Even though he got keys)
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| Yeah, kick down the door, then I take care of my people (Take care of my people)
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| He snitch, get stitches, now he hang with Lilo
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| Narcs know I’m sellin' codeine (Yeah)
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| They bring my name up every time they hit the spot
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| Makin' diss songs for no reason
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| I barely know him and I don’t know what it’s 'bout
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| Blow one of these niggas (Woah)
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| Before I pop, you think I’m a sucker (Yeah)
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| Cap, stick to this rap shit (Stick to this rap)
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| Get out the streets, stay out the gutter
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| Out on two bonds right now (Woah)
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| If you go back, you know you in trouble
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| I’m worth millions now (Yeah)
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| I hope my lawyer don’t think 'bout sellin' me out
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| I’m so rich right now, I’m out of range
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| I know like fifteen ways to sell cocaine
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| Ridin' 'round Mobile juggin', me and Cap
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| Black Migo Scooter own like twenty traps
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| Yeah, walkin' past dead bodies, we gettin' used to our environment
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| Wanted bald heads just so we won’t think 'bout dyin'
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| Tried to leave the streets, but that shit eatin' up my conscience
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| Duke had my back, somehow he died right in front me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ride & Jugg , by - Young Scooter. Song from the album Trap Hero, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп