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payroll giovanni - westside story lyrics

[verse]
back when i was younger, older n+ggas was on ho sh+t
doing broke sh+t, i’m like how i’m gon’ grow sh+t?
i’m just tryna move my work and have a ball
i ain’t out here k!lling folks or robbing sh+t at all
started off small, built from a ball
been copping big sh+t, grabbing fits at the mall
i cash my own work, i ain’t even get fronted
pushing [?] young n+gga getting money
had a chain from hustling, from moving yay and stuff
robbers studdieing my moves, had to change them up
so a stick had to stay with us
streets was deadly, so many got k!lled over sh+t that was petty
i was [?] talking sh+t on my celly
my n+gga ’bout to grab his last zips in louis [?]
your ho wanna f+ck, but the b+tch too messy
plus her n+gga in the other crew, she might be tryna set me
up for some bucks, sh+t was real back then
thinking with your d+ck will get you k!lled back thеn
i always been smooth, i was chill back then
presi on, they thought i had a dеal back then
bling had whips, quis had whips
dark had boes, [?] had [?]
scooch had a bag, and a whole lotta sh+t
kidd opened up [?] take a lotta trips
ask your b+tch ’bout me, probably had her moving zips
keeping sh+t low, supplying all the other cliques
i remember when me and kidd got hit
by the gang squad, and i was dirty than a b+tch
but they ain’t find sh+t, had to stuff it in my pradas
this right after police dogs toured my [?]
deep in the club, catch me stunting with my partners
minked up on blade, [?] we popping collars
living in our own world, n+ggas ain’t exist
stumbling in my seat, with somebody else b+tch
me [?] my grannie’s, making sh+t flip
roc had a lane, and got to taking trips
my early days of selling rocks, fiends gave me cents
i’m like f+ck it, i’ll take it
this a baby step, to me getting in the sp+ceship
in a condo, [?]
had all kind of plugs, my [?] was my favorite
yeah, i ran it up with my [?]
i ran it up with my [?]
get that work in, everybody eating
money, that’s all i ever wanted, when i think back
now i’m reminiscing dolo in my maybach
lost so many to the streets, sh+t h+lla wack
lord knows what i would do if i could get them back

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