Leggo Lyrics
intro:hey bruh bruh(goon affliated)ima show ya how much i fukq wit ya bruh. i move my album from may 25th to june 8 juss so i can sell ya da motha fuckin album for cheaper.
(verse:1)
i got a lantic men wit who still takin to da killas
who da fukq i posed to talk 2
they all i kno nigga
my fourth album still aint won soviet nigga in da mayback and i aint slippin finger on da trigger
im probably da only rap nigga
who been robb nigga
only nigga sold a mill
bet still talkin pistols
i aint kiss dem nigga ass
dats y da pussy nigga bitter
u listen to much to ur label
dats y u feel off nigga
n if u owe me u aint pay me dont make me offer fa my striller ol ghetto nam ham less im da motha fukin dealer
20 years fed time dem so real fukin numbas n i neva turn my back on da fukin drug dealer
(chorus)
nigga i was born in da hood
raised in da street im fresh off out da project where im so mutha fukin strict.x2(nigga im so mutha fukin strict x4)
nigga i was born in da hood
raised in da street im fresh off out da project where im so mutha fukin strict
(verse:2)
accounter just call da nigga told em spend my money slow
i aint scared of goin broke mostly i know how to cook dope use to catch em in da kitchen use to see em wit da fork real killas i can spot em how they move N how they talk.shiit i owe it to da street everythin i eva bought shiit i blame my fukin self fa everythin i eva lost T role n our lawyer we got jam N ur aint talk big gates zathoven urs real from da start i had to shoot out my own homeboy don broke my fukin door went from lendin nigga bushes to da cover of da sauce nigga tell ya it aint a hundred cause dat bitch nigga flaw nigga i do it fa da street dis niggaz do it fa they boss salute the east,south N west N every body up north sell dope N slang choppaz just dont fukq around N get caught N ima pray fa every nigga who out who waitin to go to coe nigga june 8th homie we gon finish our talk
(chorus)
nigga i was born in da hood
raised in da street im fresh off out da project where im so mutha fukin strict.x2(nigga im so mutha fukin strict x4)
nigga i was born in da hood
raised in da street im fresh off out da project where im so mutha fukin strict
(verse:3)
50 stackz cash i threw it in atlanta da first nigga i hit i blew it on da rental don fukq so many hoes dat i cant even remember me N my brother fell out cause he wont send me a tricker i ran wit da Gs i click up wit da killaz D niggaz we aint like we fukq dem niggaz bratherz N iam on remmy my niggaz on da flipperz N ur partna pussy but my niggaz dem killaz i got a letter from my dawg doin time in da state told da niggaz on da yard they ready fa da 8th naw gon drop it dawg so they can celebrate al question ask on june fukin 8th
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(chorus)
nigga i was born in da hood
raised in da street im fresh off out da project where im so mutha fukin strict.x2(nigga im so mutha fukin strict x4)
nigga i was born in da hood
raised in da street im fresh off out da project where im so mutha fukin strict(leggo)
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