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hoodrich pablo juan - str8 outta candler lyrics

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[intro]
pablo juan n-gga
money…power…respect
let’s go let’s go yah

[chorus]
came from the bottom i ran that sh-t up
i ran into an opp and i shot em
ride with the stick like i’m harry potter
we ain’t fighting my diamonds they hit like a boxer
designer head to toe i’m rocking cartiers
gucci socks, i versace’d my boxers
money, plugs, and guns fill up the roster
ain’t ducking we want all the smoke like the rastas
straight outta candler this cops and robbers
we ain’t playing i couldn’t even afford red lobster
found me a plug and i put my n-ggas on
we was tryna run it up like the mobsters
grew up with junkies ain’t scared of no monsters
get you a bomb and then anything possible
keep you a gun cuz these n-ggas be watching
please don’t run up cuz a n-gga gon’ pop em

[verse 1]
ride in a honda accord i ain’t have a plug
used to try to get the pack and get it off
7 grams went to a half an ounce
i lean with it, rock with it, the trap bounce
stood in apartments right on the porch
used to trap it right off the green box
n-gga still got n-ggas locked up
free my n-ggas i sent em a green dot
real ahk on the corner with bean pies
spending all day on the block i don’t get tired
trapping done made me a boss i can’t get fired
n-gga we hustle all you do is d-ckride
sell you 3 for the 10 that’s a nicki minaj
got a draco with nuts and it’s hard to disguise
all my n-ggas gon’ clutch and they ready to ride
i know you a snitch i see it in your eyes
i’m the real candler road
really done sold dope
apartments we was busting down bricks like a dojo
you a male hoe you a jiggalo
put the dope on the street call it death row
put the chopper with beam and a telescope
i put monkey nuts on that draco
p-ssy n-gga what you hang for? (p-ssy)

[chorus]
came from the bottom i ran that sh-t up
i ran into an opp and i shot em
ride with the stick like i’m harry potter
we ain’t fighting my diamonds they hit like a boxer
designer head to toe i’m rocking cartiers
gucci socks, i versace’d my boxers
money, plugs, and guns fill up the roster
ain’t ducking we want all the smoke like the rastas
straight outta candler this cops and robbers
we ain’t playing i couldn’t even afford red lobster
found me a plug and i put my n-ggas on
we was tryna run it up like the mobsters
grew up with junkies ain’t scared of no monsters
get you a bomb and then anything possible
keep you a gun cuz these n-ggas be watching
please don’t run up cuz a n-gga gon’ pop em



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