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honcho hoodlum - we ball lyrics

[intro]
vern block
ten down
h h gang n-gg-
counting eight hunneds

[verse 1]
they calling me a rapper cause i do hip-hop
like i wasn’t in them shooting, shooting ’til his bridge cracks
i remember the downtown nights i had some slugs in me
blue rag in my left pocket but i had some blood in me
these waste yutes got side bags with no gun in it
when shooting happen they shoot back they was running it
their designer jeans got no funds in it
your stack is all green it ain’t got no ones in it
i put a ring on my mom finger cause my dad didn’t
more then ten years now he ain’t been living
he got k!lled when i was young he went clubing
that’s why you don’t go the club if you can’t bring your gun in
bullet holes in my balmain jeans my hand had a cast on it
i was still in the vern on my waist i had two straps on it
my chain shine you don’t need to put no flash on it
your’s costs a couple hunneds mine’s i put stacks on it
i counted twenty bands plus first day out like tee grizzly
had gators coming through the door from locked up in lindsay
my homie turn an mouse like making ya’ll disney
n-gg-s throwing when they got numbers on ’em like digi
you dig me i remember when they try to k!ll me
i had my nine milly they shot one i beat back
i let out the whole clip they didn’t have a chance to beat back
how you watch your homie get shot you strapped you didn’t beat back
we used to do the stoleys now we do the ghosts
he used to be my homie but now i don’t see him like he a ghost
r.i.p my homie i can’t believe they turn him into a ghost
r.i.p my homie i can’t believe they turn him into a ghost
we used to do the stoleys now we do the ghosts
he used to be my homie but now i don’t see him like he a ghost
r.i.p my homie i can’t believe they turn him into a ghost
r.i.p my homie i can’t believe they turn him into a ghost

- honcho hoodlum lyrics

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