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cooley 47 - southeast interlude lyrics

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[intro]
yo!

check  yourself before you wreck yourself
spell  my northeast with a f
my new b-tch she made of bricks
dope as f-ck but make me sick
flick  the wrist, i k!ll the beat
south  side where them k!llers be
from benning road to alabama
you  just might get hit for free
watch your back
protect your neck
if you bout it
rep  your set
r.i.p. to all my n-gg-s
we move on but we don’t forget
live from district 9
where we just tryin’ to survive
keep that logic in your noggin
or you get buried alive

[verse]
gold rollie!
i bet them b-tches know
i ain’t never played goalie
your b-tch want to kick it though
stay with a jennifer’s body
that’s generous with her body
transform her from a lady to a freak
my witwicky flow
here we go
eenie, meanie, miney
kick a hiney
rap a homi
ain’t n-body touching me
superghost, kamikaze
beast mode
move your whole team for the goal
if i got a opposition
not a problem
but rather is
how i make my money moving pounds and sh-t?
without me being counterfeit?
when i know yall n-gg-s will choose the latter
my wave tidal
you ain’t in range yet but i know you see it (i know it!)
bet your b-tch do
walk it like i’m tin too
sho’nuff got the glow
be like water with the flow
drop the knowledge then i switch it
’cause the b-tches like the ignance
i’m a product of the district
northeast groover, not a crip though
my dog keep that clark kent
so we call him krypto

[chorus]

rollie out the whip when i roll through
bet if you don’t know the game
bet them hoes do
we been drinking all night
we celebrating
’cause we done had a hard life
thank god we made it

rollie out the whip when i roll through
bet if you don’t know the game
bet them hoes do
we been drinking all night
we celebrating
’cause we done had a hard life
thank god we made it

[outro]
check yo self before you wreck yourself
spell my northeast with a f
my new b-tch she made of bricks
dope as f-ck but make me sick
flick the wrist, i k!ll the beat
south side where them k!llas be
from benning road to alabama
you just might get hit for free
watch your back
protect your neck
if you bout it
rep your set
r.i.p. to all my n-gg-s
we move on but we don’t forget
live from district 9
where we just trying to survive
keep that logic in your noggin
or you get buried alive



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