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3zzy & rio da yung og - la to the d كلمات الأغنية

[intro: rio da yung og]
(ooh, sav k!lled it)
ghetto boyz sh_t, n_gga, what up, 3zzy?
you know what the f_ck goin’ on
from la to the d, n_gga
we gon’ really get this sh_t in
yeah, my— yeah, we droppin’ sh_t too, n_gga
we gettin’ money too, though, alright

[verse 1: rio da yung og]
on 6 mile, finna bust a quarter brick down
ridin’ through the hood with three guns and twenty_six thousand
b_tch said some dumb sh_t out her mouth, slapped the spit out it
middlemanned a nine piece of soft, it took a zip out it
twenty_two hundred for my pants, i got a drip problem
i been totin’ guns since i was twelve, i got a hip problem
they like, “rio, what you make off features?” probably six dollars
and distrokid sent three hundred racks, i made an m probably

[verse 2: 3zzy]
i’m like rio, all bad hoеs to the front, weak hoes to thе back
petty, ain’t no cap, step on these, i’ma overreact
mask off, hawk a n_gga down, let him know that it’s that
i’m really him, mike that type of n_gga, you smokin’ a pack
that big b_tch’ll put you in the ground where gophers is at
current load, i sent it to your b_tch, n_ggas know where we at
ain’t no lack, they like 3zzy3 really known for the strap
don’t blow a bag, you b_tch n_ggas is only just known for the cap
[verse 3: rio da yung og]
i was probably chillin’ in your b_tch living room smokin’ blacks
ayy, bro, that pint hit, that’s why it’s sealed, don’t open that
i got a whole baby on me right now, where a stroller at?
oh, they shootin’ up cribs? we can play that game, where the controller at?
touch down, tryna book my own shows, where the promoters at?
ashy hands from the bands, i’m bringin’ not wearin’ lotion back
dumb n_gga wasn’t tryna use his head, now it’s a hole in that
i pray to god them b_tches don’t pop the trunk, two hundred ‘bows in that

[verse 4: 3zzy]
why you trippin’ off a b_tch, young stunna?
i’m allergic, i’d rather just trip off of nothin’, ayy
like ricky, get your back hit just for runnin’
’cause the hollows in this b_tch’ll leave you cut like a pumpkin (ayy)
fredo rollin’ up a dutch that he stuffin’
told that b_tch to come through and hit her too before buckin’
but i ain’t even hit that b_tch, ’cause she ain’t nothin’
since i ain’t hit, i had to pass that lil’ b_tch to my lil’ cousin, ayy

[verse 5: rio da yung og]
sh_t, 3zzy, you could pass the b_tch to me
i know my name big and all, but you could pass the stick to me
bought a whole key and bust it down, half brick in a t
n_gga say they sell bricks, i’ma have to not believe, ayy
[verse 6: 3zzy]
i’m fly as f_ck, look like an astronaut to me
we catch his mama, up that thing, b_tch, they gon’ have to squash the beef
it’s out the mud, you know what’s up, and we ain’t never squashin’ beef
if it ain’t tbs or ggs, h_ll nah, that boy can’t eat

[outro: 3zzy]
h_ll nah, n_gga
n_gga can’t eat with us, n_gga
if it’s up, then it’s stuck, n_gga
all i gotta do is duck, hb gon’ knock half of ya
yeah, you know how we comin’
fredo, it’s pape’ in here
rio, it’s pape’ in here

- 3zzy rio da yung og

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