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eldorado red - survive lyrics

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[chorus: blac youngsta]
shout out to my mama, she the one that fed me
i don’t f-ck with my pappy ’cause that n-gg- deadbeat
i don’t respect my ogs ’cause them n-gg-s misled me
police pulled me over, d-mn man them b-tches scared me
in the hood you gotta survive-vive-vive
and you better not come outside without your five-five-five
let me find out you playin’ both sides-sides-sides
i might pull up on your block and let it ride-ride-ride

[verse 1: eldorado red]
i might pull up on your block with a stick
pull up in a hotbox, crown vic
jump up out that b-tch shootin’ five five five
n-gg- told on me, you gon’ die die die
i was in that pen stabbin’ n-gg-s to survive
can’t call my mammy, lil n-gg- i can’t cry
i ain’t goin’ out bad, lil n-gg- i had to ride
get this sh-t brackin’, it’s gon’ be a homicide
young n-gg- ’round me, they gon’ k!ll on sight
shout out to my mama ’cause she always fed me
my daddy smokin’ hard, he a f-ckin’ deadbeat
took that sh-t to trial, man them crackers scared me
every week, can’t sleep

[chorus: blac youngsta]
shout out to my mama, she the one that fed me
i don’t f-ck with my pappy ’cause that n-gg- deadbeat
i don’t respect my ogs ’cause them n-gg-s misled me
police pulled me over, d-mn man them b-tches scared me
in the hood you gotta survive-vive-vive
and you better not come outside without your five-five-five
let me find out you playin’ both sides-sides-sides
i might pull up on your block and let it ride-ride-ride

[verse 2: eldorado red]
n-gg-s i was loyal to done turned b-tch on me
n-gg-s i done straved with done got rich on me
shout out to the mob ’cause they never snitched on me
f-ck the rap game, shawty all these n-gg-s lame
bustin’ in the crowd if you reach for my chain
word on the street it’s a bag on my head
get your money back, f-ck n-gg- i ain’t dead
i move like a don n-gg-, chapo is a vet
say you lookin’ for me, p-ssy pull up on the set
in the streets all my life, p-ssy get your -ss wet
bg on youngin got a thirty on that tec
won’t die ’bout no b-tch but i’ma die ’bout respect, no flex n-gg-

[chorus: blac youngsta]
shout out to my mama, she the one that fed me
i don’t f-ck with my pappy ’cause that n-gg- deadbeat
i don’t respect my ogs ’cause them n-gg-s misled me
police pulled me over, d-mn man them b-tches scared me
in the hood you gotta survive-vive-vive
and you better not come outside without your five-five-five
let me find out you playin’ both sides-sides-sides
i might pull up on your block and let it ride-ride-ride



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