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alley boy - sticks lyrics

[intro]
dj lil keen
this some f-ck sh-t n-gga
mob sh-t lil n-gga
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
fresh, fresh, fresh
uh, uh, uh, uh
the war battle, the war battle, the war battle

[hook]
all my n-ggas gon’ hit (sticks, sticks)
pull up in that six (sticks, sticks)
one call, i don’t miss (sticks, sticks)
air you out with them sticks (sticks, sticks)
clip them from they home (sticks, sticks)
glock at home (sticks, sticks)
chopper at home (sticks, sticks)
all my n-ggas gon’ hit (sticks, sticks)
pull up in that six (sticks, sticks)
one call, i don’t miss (sticks, sticks)
air you out with them sticks (sticks, sticks)
clip them from they home (sticks, sticks)
glock at home (sticks, sticks)
chopper at home (sticks, sticks)

[verse 1]
we turn on thirty, draco shot clip 50
got a hot stick from a young n-gga, fk for 250
we ain’t gotta talk, we can war battle
you ain’t getting sh-t, you a whole battle
heard you got robbed you of no value
you can take it if you like or forget about it
tell a man sh-t, where the sticks at
we ain’t get low n-gga where them bricks at
first 48 in my project
bout put em on a plane and we ate that
have you no real n-gga they too counterfeit
let em run through the chair full o’ counterfeit
got a thugger outside shooting with a stick
i’m a die trying or i’m getting rich
bet a hundred round ya’ll getting mine right
we gon’ run a niga car at the red light
gotta a lucky crib down there the other night
say we playing with the sticks no fist fight
ain’t no choosing the card these all right (sticks, sticks)
stand on the b-tch dc smite (sticks, sticks)
stand on the chopper ain’t no sight (sticks, sticks)
we gon’ get the p-ssy n-gga, just life (sticks, sticks)

[verse 2]
these n-ggas have a crush so the clips came with extra
you was rapping, i was robbing, you won’t shoot us in the party
so you was talking all this sh-t, i’m a pull up with the cargo
i wanna see where your heart at. hop e you don’t mind dodging
i can see a screen in the fourteen tryna hit us from the farthest
you a p-ssy niga and i know it’s so, you hand on ma pardon
you gotta disagree? better go call a k!ller
case i heard he go crazy for the whitefield n-ggas
cut them fully outta jail they came with us
like the codeine and they can’t get her
my heart bent in on the pain n-gga
you know i got a good aim n-gga
shot gets the best and f-ck the repercussion
n-gga talking talking beef and they ain’t rule n-gga
yeah

[outro]
hood rich b-tch
h-llo, thank you, come again

- alley boy lyrics

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