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ghetto baby boom - going straight on lyrics

[intro]
(nito, what up, my n+gga?)

[verse 1: ybn lil bro]
all we do is ball out
thought he could f+ck with me, made him put that ball down
hardbody, i can’t love no b+tch ain’t got no soft spot
everybody ’round me tell me i’m the hardest n+gga out
i can’t f+ck with you, you get up in the booth and tell lies
brand new glock 27 for my biggest opp
i can’t please hoes for sh+t, that’s why i stopped tryin’
he put his hands up like tyson, i don’t even box
all this money on my head, i ain’t scared to die
he paid for a fake hit, he keep gettin’ slided
i ain’t gon’ lie, if i was dude, i’d throw in the towel
rob me a n+gga every time jj cross my mind
n+ggas ain’t tryna bump for real, they just chasin’ clout
a couple dollars’ll make your b+tch do a whole lot
can’t talk that gangster sh+t to me, you ain’t got no bodies
i beat my case, f+ck up out my face, i don’t talk to cops
my first day out of jail, i’m like, “where my glock?”
you bought that b+tch what the f+ck? i bought that b+tch a bottle
i took that b+tch to benihanas, you took her to your mama’s (yeah)
he make one wrong move, hit him with that chopper

[verse 2: ghetto baby boom]
you ain’t ridin’ for the gang, don’t even come around us
treat his ass like the producer, get the beat up out him
hook got behind me, hard left, i d+mn near called my mama
you know we wipe n+ggas’ nose for real, hit ’em with that chopper
free my baby 8, i d+mn near say that sh+t like every song
just ’cause i know bro+bro on the same type of time i’m on
you know we f+ck all the b+tches, you know we f+ck all the hoes
give a f+ck if they be with the opps, tell ’em call my phone
real pit, outside every day, be lookin’ for a bone
[verse 3: diddy da don]
you out here thinkin’ sh+t a game, you might not make it home
don’t get your ass left
me and gang in competition who gon’ catch one next
yeah, i know that b+tch an opp, but, man, that p+ssy wet
she know if they get the drop, gon’ get her ass whacked
but she the reason all the opps be gettin’ they ass fapped
i came in with members only, you know i f+ck with stax
i made a promise to my n+ggas i’ll never lack
boy, don’t lack again, get your ass fapped again
made a promise to your mans, “you gon’ have a dead+ass friend”
b+tches sayin’ that i’m fake, you was never in the plans
free my n+gga number 8, he still tweakin’ in the pen’, n+gga

- ghetto baby boom lyrics

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