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jozie haze - throwback baby lyrics

[intro: project pat]
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
i got gold t++th n+gga
i’m from the street n+gga
you got some beef n+gga
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
we keep the dope cookin
and where i’m from grown men don’t take no ass whoopin

[hook: project pat]
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
i got gold t++th n+gga
i’m from the street n+gga
you got some beef n+gga
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
we keep the dope cookin
and where i’m from grown men don’t take no ass whoopin
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
go get yo boys n+gga
i bring the noise n+gga
so bring your toys n+gga
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
you got your drama boy
or marijuana boy
i’ll shoot your mama boy
[verse 1: jozie haze]
comeback hazy comeback kid
throwback baby reminisce
bout the times i wasn’t serious
maybe i was happy then
year since g+raf scr+pe my kneecaps
i f+cked up but ima be that
job just f+cked me i don’t need that
college f+cked me i dont need that
i need fame, i need fortune
come back to the f+ckin porch and
redisperse it, reinvest it
givin people second chances
or just first ones, i don’t care
i just wanna be right here
for the family for the homies
earn the grammy, sell the trophy
passione, ay thats my clique mane
you don’t like us, suck my d+ck mane
ate the beef once now that sh+t lame
smooth ass muf+cka think he big brain
sh+t twisted, b+tch im goin insane
get lifted, granny on the drip drank
so high sh+t louder than a big tank
i’m empty, just like my whip tank
[hook: project pat]
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
i got gold t++th n+gga
i’m from the street n+gga
you got some beef n+gga
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
we keep the dope cookin
and where i’m from grown men don’t take no ass whoopin
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
go get yo boys n+gga
i bring the noise n+gga
so bring your toys n+gga
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
you got your drama boy
or marijuana boy
i’ll shoot your mama boy

[verse 2: nokris]
bustas betta run when nokris mane get down to spazzin on beats
the way i work the mic is something that these hoes ain’t seen
way i’m rappin, it conjure demons like the uac
i’m the doom slaya it’s do or die, no room for retreat
split+second combat will hit ya and leave yo whole squad defenseless
it’s passione a different breed
yeah we the f+ckin collective
ain’t got no l’s on the record and we stay takin the gold
my kicks gon hit you like hammers
that bass gon rattle ya bones
don’t give no f+ck bout ya homies
don’t give no f+ck bout ya clique
me and jozie gon stomp em out
thats just the way that it is
nokris the k!lla and ghost
pull up and kick through yo door
then drop you bustas one by one
you either move or you fold
b+tch i’m that mane
[outro: project pat]
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
i got gold t++th n+gga
i’m from the street n+gga
you got some beef n+gga
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
we keep the dope cookin
and where i’m from grown men don’t take no ass whoopin
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
go get yo boys n+gga
i bring the noise n+gga
so bring your toys n+gga
yeah n+gga, yeah n+gga
you got your drama boy
or marijuana boy
i’ll shoot your mama boy

- jozie haze lyrics

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