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team eastside - boogie down كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: babyface ray]
all a n_gga know is get money (b_tch)
no eye contact, so i gotta test somethin’
leavin’ from the set, had to grab a b_tch somethin’
seen you out there perpin’, you ain’t grabbin’, gettin’ nothin’
this bentley belt rocker, true religions jigger
new receipts, a new closet, nine hundred for the cleveland (real)
said i’m fallin’ off, n_gga, i ain’t worried
been f_ckin’ bad hoes since charlie had thirty
ask about ray, n_gga, ask about me
old how you know m’s? what the answer don’t be?
real n_gga, i don’t get passеs on beef
see, i make money herе, make it faster ot
lean from the ’spital, weed in a spizzle
every day i’m high, buffs on chizzle
i’m probably on six mile stuntin’ on sixers
get fine, say whatever, i don’t f_ck with y’all n_ggas, rich

[verse 2: peezy]
sittin’ back thinkin’ what if my mama wasn’t able?
now it’s flat_screens, five_hundred_dollar cable
took a timeout on blowin’ money, had to safe it
now i’m breakin’ down onions on a thousand_dollar table
louis for the belt, pillow for the vest
you got on it too, but you ain’t bought it from the set
used to be in school, couldn’t walk up in the trap
now i buy true religions just to walk along the back
ten_thousand_dollar bag, three hundred for the b_tches
spend it all up to save enough to buy a ticket
sh_t was gone fast, i’m finna get back to the city
spend it all again, jump right back on the rizzy
every day we hustle, trappin’, makin’ movies
f_ck bad b_tches, iced buffs to buy hoopties
cheddar grove, b_tch, you ain’t with us then you losin’
been the sh_t since high school, rest in peace to lil boosie, b_tch
[verse 3]
uh
all my n_ggas get stacks, smoke thrax, blunts
f_ck n_ggas’ b_tches and bag up
b_tch, you’re too close, better back up
see them n_ggas with them straps, b_tch? that’s us
b_tches keep starin’, sh_t, i’m high, that’s apparent
why these p_ssy n_ggas hatin’? sh_t, i guess of my appearance
i ain’t even carin’ ’cause the 40 on me clarin’
and your n_ggas i be fearin’, all these b_tches we be sharin’
p_ssy n_ggas we extortin’, take these b_tches, we important
see this sh_t that i be sportin’, think these true religions gorgeous
i’m a f_ckin’ goose trick, i’m a f_ckin’ kush smoker
i don’t want that b_tch, the p_ssy ain’t a soaker
b_tch n_ggas tell lies, ho n_ggas tell stories
real n_ggas on the grind, no buffies, no glory
sh_t ain’t been the same since they took my brother from me
get money, stay humble, man, that’s what my brother told me

[verse 4: damedot]
woo
called my n_gga p, i’m on my way back to the hood
(you made it there and back?) with no problems, i’m good
time for new buffs, n_gga, throw away the woods
nine_sixes on the chevy, 405s in the hood
y’all slappin’ ‘bows? n_gga, i ain’t seen nothin’
these b_tches d_ck suckin’ ’cause they know i really done it (for real)
i’m sittin’ in the benz, me and greg gettin’ blunted
hands hurtin’ countin’ bands, but i swear a n_gga love it
we been gettin’ money, been ridin’ on h
n_gga, rule number one, keep the bands in the safe
rule number two, stay the f_ck out n_ggas’ face (f_ck naw)
and last but not least, never ever sell shake
yeah, b_tch, these buffs, why you all in my face?
paid the five_ball here, and they pay double out of state
n_gga, i done been there, done it, whole team runnin’
new buffies, bad lightskin b_tches ain’t nothin’

- team eastside

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