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rio da yung og – $200 haircuts كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
(it’s a wayne beat)
alright
early as h_ll, n_gga, me and wayne still cookin’, alright

[verse]
it’s 7 in the morning, finna pour another pop
just from ran from the state boys, had to throw another glock
stop talkin’ ’bout the bag, n_gga, show me what you got
made thirty yesterday, i might just blow it on a watch
hit the bottom of the pint and had to open up the top
had to tell unc’ i’m straight if he smoke another rock
brodie in the joint with a shank ’bout to poke another opp
this a fully_auto glock, but i hold it like a chop
breakfast time, pourin’ wocky in the orange juice
drinkin’ real alpharma, the orange juice
flipped the script on a fan, pulled out my phone, “let mе record you”
noddin’, slobbin’ off drank, i might snore too
i hate buyin’ threes of lеan ’cause i might pour two
went to the o to do some features, but we scored too
came back with three pints of straight drop
ready for the war, i bought three nines and one glock
six of morton grove, n_gga, me and d_nice on one pop
yeah, alright, i got a six of morton
i got a six of morton grove, it’s just me and d_nice, we got one pop
i can up the four_nick’ off my hip and make a truck stop
bro got caught with some ojs on, alright
bro got caught with ojs on the greyhound, the bus hot
thirty pointers on the bezel, alright
thirty pointers, alright, alright
thirty pointers on a bezel, that’s display, bro, bust not
i can drink lean and sleep ’til next year, i got a bunch of snot
shiesty n_gga, put it on his head, got my cousin popped
my son old enough to watch my music, i don’t cuss a lot
psych, n_gga, i don’t give a f_ck a lot
b_tch, i got big hips, i can tuck a chop
punchin’ in and out on these beats, i used to punch the clock
just bust another watch, n_gga, that’s thirty
just bust another watch, that’s thirty racks for a f_ckin’ clock
he just grabbed the ball and now he want a zip, he a f_ckin’ cop
beat my pockets’ ass last night, they got a f_ckin’ knot
i let coochie man bust the hoes down, i don’t f_ck a lot
if we talkin’ rap money, i done touched a lot
b_tch, put the whole d_ck in your mouth, stop tryna suck the top
left the bottom of the watch plain, i’ma bust the top
sk’ll cut a tree down, that’s why it’s called a f_ckin’ chop
thinkin’ to myself should i drop that lam’ truck?
or should i sit back and stack another hundred bands up?
walkin’ out your b_tch room zippin’ my pants up
no cap, in middle school, i f_cked two hundred grand up
only sellin’ zips, you want a gram, what?
what the f_ck that n_gga just say? let me stand up
spice talkin’ got it hot in the booth, cut the fan up
thumbin’ through a whole hundred grams f_cked my hand up
[outro]
ghetto boyz sh_t, n_gga, you know what the f_ck goin’ on
n_gga, yeah
b_tch, you know, ah
free big ghetto
free c, free young, n_gga
the whole ghetto boyz sh_t
can’t f_ck with the ghetto boy clique
b_tch, i got steroids in the clip, these some strong bullets
i just bought a .308, them the long bullets

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