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paxquiao - whole neighborhood lyrics

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[intro]
natra
we got london on da track

[verse 1]
pull up real strong, then the kick gone
man in control, made a ton off of bitcoin
left me in the cold, n-ggas switched on me
for the cash, shoot your -ss like a sitcom
have my young n-ggas circle the block
i prefer purp on the rocks
caught by the cops
know who i am, you do not
she wanna f-ck me a lot
she give me top in the parking lot
b-tch we heat the block with them carbons out
these n-ggas all bark, they just talk a lot
chopsticks all out the window
cardi b-tch, play ’em like nintendo
i like you but i wanna f-ck your friend though
knock you out like kimbo, i’ll pop you like a pimple
soarin’ in the vert, foreign whip go skrrt

[chorus]
12 get behind me, b-tch, i’m smashin’, ah
tell my brother hit me back another day
block hot, my bro just caught another case
trap hot like a sauna, driveway like mcdonald’s
bringin’ home truckloads
diamonds gleamin’, gettin’ high with your ho
neck, wrist, ice cold, all my diamonds froze
b-tch we slangin’ dope, your whole neighborhood know
ayy, these n-ggas poppin’ up dead
they don’t know if it was said (shut up)
stay the f-ck in the house if you scared
i want a prayer, free my dawgs locked in the feds

[verse 2]
draco flip a n-gga like gymnastics, let his -ss have it
catch his -ss in traffic, it’s tragic
i’ll be shiftin’ like, “oh, that’s a big gun” (d-mn)
drive-by in the hood, that’s a hem run
never goin’ broke, no way, my b-tch go both ways, hey
these n-ggas mad for real, they goin’ out bad for real, could’ve already had a deal
old broke -ss chopper through the window
b-tch -ss n-gga poppin’ through the pillow
throw the dope through the fences in balencis
oh, i think they wanna know how i’m gettin’ it
my uncle trained like a chemist
get a bag then go get it, oh

[chorus]
12 get behind me, b-tch, i’m smashin’, ah
tell my brother hit me back another day
block hot, my bro just caught another case
trap hot like a sauna, driveway like mcdonald’s
bringin’ home truckloads
diamonds gleamin’, gettin’ high with your ho
neck, wrist, ice cold, all my diamonds froze
b-tch we slangin’ dope, your whole neighborhood know
ayy, these n-ggas poppin’ up dead
they don’t know if it was said (shut up)
stay the f-ck in the house if you scared
i want a prayer, free my dawgs locked in the feds

[outro]
neck, wrist, ice cold, all my diamonds froze
b-tch we slangin’ dope, your whole neighborhood know
natra
we got london on da track



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