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j.a.y pilotlife - n$n lyrics

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[j.a.y pilotlife]
northside jay rock, forty-nine-hunid block
hardman, fifth spot, still can get your sh-t rocked
riding cincinnati with a zip off in that ziplock
ever since terence crutcher i don’t fear cops
d-ck hold it, jet roll it, flight gang set throwing (flight, flight gang!)
tattoo on my chest showing
blowing on some hulk hogan, bad b-tch with her flesh showing
she say i’m the best now my logo on her breast showing

[co2 da great]
i’m a neighborhood legend, i pack neighborhood weapons
that’s dracos, ars in my neighborhood flexin
you in your neighborhood stressin
we don’t do that over here, got whip game lessons
been ballin for twenty years
og, let’s make it clear, man this hood life ain’t for everybody
it’s nipsy n’s and tookie c’s every time the homies hit the party (hit the party)
and when it’s beef, you don’t get to party
pull up with choppas i ain’t talking bout on a harley (on a harley)
made a grip off that bob marley (bob marley)
keep it rollin’ like i’m on a molly (on a molly)
you know it’s money over everybody (everybody)
that’s right it’s money over everybody
hood dude from a hood clique, eat tnt with my hood chick
chillin on the norf with the same dudes i hustle with (hustlas)
and in a drought we gon bubble it
original black wallstreet, that’s tulsa, crip

[j.a.y pilotlife]
you don’t want them boys to catch you offsides, no no
you don’t want them troubles don’t be outside, no no
black wallstreet this is our side
new apartheid, this ain’t part time
true descendents of drug dealers, barbeques and hard times
peeling dirty money, stacks looking like they hogtied
town til the death of me, gang for the rest of me
can tell you ain’t a real n-gga, that ain’t in your recipe, ay



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