Street Preacher
Hunchoboy Relly
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I ain't even finna play on this one Ayy, when it rain it pour fasho I got experience with this shit I drop the temp and make it snow Every nigga claim it's smoke he got more followers than dollars Broke ass nigga Make that shit make sense Say relax and kick yo feet up While I cruise around the city play for play this shit get deeper Tell yo nigga to go rack for rack He only up because he scam I got my paper and my name off selling And I ain't gotta touch another gram Nowadays I hit the bank withdrawal some shit got damn I'm breaking all my rubber bands I ain't get this from no other man The same shit he getting fronted in my palm, I got the ticket in my other hand Niggas around this bitch like they want beef, I call my blicky CPD Cause it'll take the toughest nigga off the street A1 don't need no street cred, shout out my fiends I got the big head I'm the hottest in the streets that's what my bitch say Word to my daughter I was catching yings, bid em like a auction And whoever got the most, tell them come get this shit off me Winning cause I'm taking all my losses Now I'm the round table I'm surrounded by some bosses nigga
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