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ygtut – live from chattanooga كلمات اغاني

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[verse 1]
reporting live from them chattanooga streets
tryna’ keep the peace
swimming in them lakes out in the east
pray it never sink
keep your eyes open when you sleep
dog, don’t even blink
doing homicides at fifteen
they don’t even think (f-ck that sh-t!)
cold blooded, cold-hearted n-ggas r-t-rded
i do this for my n-ggas with bl!ckas’, won’t be a target
i do this for my single mothers who ain’t got the patience
and for the children who don’t know where the f-ck they daddy stayin’
i ain’t waiting on no hand outs, been had this planned out
i stand out like a bump on your lip, i’m a pimp
where’s that steak and shrimp?
mix that white sauce and that hot sauce all up in my sh-t, b-tch

[hook]
2, 3 n-ggas gettin’ high in the cadillac
“ride til’ i die” playin’ softly in the back
all i ever wanted was a jeep on all gold dayton’s
chattanooga, hallelujah
it’s bout’ time we f-ckin’ made it
2, 3 n-ggas gettin’ high in the cadillac
“ride til’ i die” playin’ softly in the back
all i ever wanted was a jeep on all gold dayton’s
chattanooga, hallelujah
it’s bout’ time we f-ckin’ made it

[verse 2]
the south back, you n-ggas better watch that
your main lady, we housed that
and she don’t know where any of our house at
knock you out, this sh-t sound like pap-pap
p-ssy boy go take a cat nap
back in this b-tch with my backpack
put the town on my back like a back tat
i be that n-gga just rollin’ and smokin’
was teachin’ jamoki, just how to switch gears in the stick (skrrt!)
stallin’ my engine and sh-t, we was talking about b-tches and kicks, uh
real og, spill o-e for my n-ggas locked
motherf-ck a court judge and cops
and thots, n-gga, we coming after ya
giving ‘em shots like we bout to send ‘em to africa
drinking to much actavis, that must be why they acting up
only getting closer mothaf-cka’, ain’t no backing up

[hook]
2, 3 n-ggas gettin’ high in the cadillac
“ride til’ i die” playin’ softly in the back
all i ever wanted was a jeep on all gold dayton’s
chattanooga, hallelujah
it’s bout’ time we f-ckin’ made it
2, 3 n-ggas gettin’ high in the cadillac
“ride til’ i die” playin’ softly in the back
all i ever wanted was a jeep on all gold dayton’s
chattanooga, hallelujah
it’s bout’ time we f-ckin’ made it

[interlude]

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