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3ag pilot - brooklyn we go hard lyrics

[intro]
yeah, pop me a perc’ and i’m outtie
ayy, let’s go (stephen niday on the track)
n+gga parched (yeah)
had to drink some water, you know what i’m sayin’? (yeah)
woah, woah (a’ight)

[chorus]
just pop a perc’ and i’m outtie
walkin’ on mason margielas, they cost me a thousand (a’ight)
just f+cked your b+tch and that p+ssy was off the chain so i bought a medallion (woah, hey, hey, hey, huh)
i can shoot a n+gga’s head from long range, undeniable talent (huh)
why the f+ck you keep flexin’? (yeah) know these p+ssy n+ggas used to sleep on a pallet (doot+doot+doot+doot)

[post+chorus]
now i stuff cash in the mattress (the mattress)
n+gga want beef, i want salad (wow)
keep that 9, tony romo, dallas (hey, hey)
put the ho on the bus, jerome bettis
cold as f+ck, standin’ in the hood, no jacket (no jacket)
n+gga stupid like he left the house without the ratchet
stick on my side, i detach it (woah)
i done seen small forwards move backwards (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 1]
if you broke, then it’s not an excuse
no tracks, know we slide in the coupe (woo, woo, woo)
bullet pierce him, just like paul, i’m the truth
circle closed, we no longer recruit (doot+doot+doot)
last time i played, summer ’02 (doot+doot+doot)
beast mode ever since (doot+doot+doot)
all they saw was a dead body by the fence (yeah), they ain’t have evidence (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m glizzy’d up just like everybody in the whip (woah)
everybody gettin’ hit (boom, boom, boom)
everybody gettin’ flipped (flip, flip)
one n+gga try me, everybody gettin’ k!lled (you)
real demons in the vip
vampire, sippin’ on blood, want a sip?
i keep me a trip if you n+ggas want trip (wow)
cowboy, i shoot of the hip (a’ight)

[verse 2]
run the block, had to work on my cardio (run the block)
me and my bro gon’ smash on your bro like mario
trappin’ on the block, i keep it concealed
i keep the weed in the styrofoam
b+tch, don’t ask me what the f+ck am i drinkin’
my lil’ n+gga put a hole in your head for a lincoln
pay that b+tch go hit a l!ck (yeah)
then cut her hair off, jada pinkett
ridin’ ’round with a bad puerto rican
ridin’ ’round with my mask on
listenin’ to beanie sigel ’cause i really mean it (really mean it)
and you know every hood the same so i keep the strap in atlanta and cleveland
i’m comin’ off the top right now, i’m in new york and i’m rappin’ at g+nius
them carats steppin’ ’cause my shoes european (hey, hey, hey, hey, woah)

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