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filthy luciano – out lyrics

(out)
(tripz you got another one)

been a minute since i popped out (yrrr)
told my girl bring the thots out (yrrr)
told my guy bring the glocks out
give a f+ck if the cops out
finna go all out ‘prolly take the wrong route (skrrt)
passout at a wh0rehouse
been a minute since i popped out (uuiii)
know a n+gga gotta ball out (ball out)

somebody tell the bartender
gimme a drink i’m losing my temper (grrr)
off of this pill sh+t be too real
got a n+gga feeling stronger than ever (hunnid)
bruce banner all up the wood
big b’s got me feeling like suge (woo)
whole gang with me i’m ‘h+lla good
never been one to get misunderstood (na)
ya b+tch know about me
that’s h+lla ‘obvi
that b+tch a ‘traga like cardi (uuiii)
who am i to judge i’m willing to f+ck
i know that’s her type of party (uh)
still in that hooptie no ‘rari (skrrrt)
she ride me round town like a trolley (yrrr)
since she ain’t my b+tch
when i’m thru with her ass
she gettin’ passed to the posse (uh)
been a minute since i popped out (popped out)
finna wild out rock out with my nuts out
old hoes ‘tryna hang out (oh no)
gotta hit em’ with that eight mile
shady with the lifestyle
hit em’ like a rabbit
then i’m gone to be next crowd (better yet)
better yet the next cloud
’cause a n+gga popped out with the whole jab
with the whole pound (yup)
and i ain’t finna hold out
everybody with me some gorillas no fifty
keep it ‘hunnid never iffy
do it for the hood not the culture
you n+ggas so silly (ha)
do ya ass like ricky
pump to ya back for ya pump fake
do it so swiftly (phew)
sh+lls look like mickey’s
whole team full of hitters
whole team full of ken griffey’s (whoa)
free smoke for you hippies (uh)
been a minute since i popped out (popped out)
been a minute since i popped out
n+ggas still ain’t f+ckin’ with my clout
they’ll k!ll to find out what this life bout
them hills ain’t nothing like my town
get drilled when it’s light or it’s dark out
no chill everybody finna shoot out
sh+t real, if you really wanna find out (uh)
f+ckin’ up the vibe, ‘gon f+ck up ya side
claim you verified, that’s a genocide
put ya pride aside
you don’t want these big problems
you don’t look ready to die
play ya character keep acting televised
don’t you come around
like you a friend of mine
all that sketchy sh+t
might get us testified
if you try it, you won’t be identified (brrr)
been a minute since i popped out
but i’ll be d+mned if i’m the man down
gotta stay on point like i stay aroused
only thing dead is my bank account
i cannot f+ck with these lames
steady yelling gang
what the f+ck is that about (what?)
they really flaking out
but they don’t want beef
if they do i’ma take em out (blaow blaow)

been a minute since i popped out (yrrr)
told my girl bring the thots out (yrrr)
told my guy bring the glocks out
give a f+ck if the cops out
finna go all out ‘prolly take the wrong route (skrrt)
pass out at a wh0rehouse
been a minute since i popped out (uuiii)
know a n+gga gotta ball out (ball out)
(know a n+gga gotta ball out)

- filthy luciano lyrics

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