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david cash - think ima rob my connect lyrics

(hook)
think i run anotha street
lil n-gg-, ain’t gettin’ that back
b-tt up on me, i’mma hit ‘im wit the gack
pack plack, slap slap
n-gg- take all of the prison
n-gg- take ova the street
i hope ya know we don’t f-ck around unda the bodies
i run off all mean
i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’, i ain’t lyin’

i’mma blurr my ?
big b-tch with me, her nails blue
so i went and bought the b-tch fine red shoe
and i’mma train the b-tch to rain off with the pills
and the suz, and the weed and the lean and the money-yade
lil mommy learn that no cost,… no cost, no cost, no buss
run off while i pull in insertible
i ain’t scarred neither, i been bustin’ cherries
all the rope down the motor-way
took half of it to the photo-shoot
my bunny is … oooh

(hook)
think i’mma rob my connect (run it)
oh, get the money, get the money, get the loot
tell em get the yayo too
sh-t on my yung n-gg-s all soon
and i sell lil n-gg-s all thru

(verse 2)
i sell lil n-gg-s all thru, lil n-gg-s that are said to do
pan fitter, game snub, i do
since the racks on racks they do it for the due, fo nothin
they do it fo nothin, do it fo nothin, they ain’t see me comin’
according to plan, we mashed up ? and we kick you the f-ck up
flipped it, backed out, i noticed spout my eyes closed
got a foreign b-tch in the foreign
gimme the rundown, ye ain’t even know it
found a burner and you couldn’t get chew it
i meet in port, i got export
i got transports, to ? sports, to good sport and long sport
all my ins just like the homie, had a bad baby mom, was golden
get evil like the omen, the burners, i’m a show man
i’m a show man, this that shout, this that shout
this fo sure, all duct tape and blindfold
and gagged up, it’s yo fault

(hook)
think i’mma rob my connect (run it)
oh, get the money, get the money, get the loot
tell em get the yayo too
sh-t on my yung n-gg-s all soon
and i sell lil n-gg-s all thru

- david cash lyrics

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