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ray jr - st. clair lyrics

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[hook]
ah, this is for my n-gg-s on saint clair
put them choppas in the air!
ah, this is for my n-gg-s on saint clair
keep them choppas in the air!

they only give you credit when you dead
f-ck your validation
i’ve putting on for years
i put it on my expiration,
grab my bread friend and matches
yeah praying and hit the streets
get in my ride and press the brakes
n-gg- it’s push start no key
just a young n-gg- with driving, i started out on e
and them young n-gg-s who head shots
tryina knock you off your feet
i’m talking headshots, yeah n-gg- headshots
n-gg- better go and bulletproof them dreadlocks
cause when your circle too big it turn into a yule
letting p-ss-es in your circle will f-ck up the crew
so f-ck them other n-gg-s who was hating on the scene
they acting like the world ain’t waiting on us
i ain’t grinding this hard to whip a cadillac
a n-gg- seen broken and i ain’t going back
so f-ck them other n-gg-s, f-ck them other n-gg-s
f-ck them other n-gg-s b-tch cause we the n-gg-s
i ain’t grinding this hard to whip a cadillac
a n-gg- seen broken and i ain’t going back

[hook]
ah, this is for my n-gg-s on saint clair
put them choppas in the air!
ah, this is for my n-gg-s on saint clair
keep them choppas in the air!

i came a long way from that buzz p-ss
i had dreams in my pocket fat as a b-tt pad
p-ssing my hallways won’t change it for the world
life’s a b-tch press bar these n-gg-s doing girls
heart of a runaway slave, smart as a scholarship
dirty money showered it, this that black power sh-t
n-gg- this that bad b-tch, f-ck her on the first night
wake up and get some head, and been don’t pr-nounce her name right
push ups and dips n-gg-, boke up your size
even know i’m from the city where them skinny n-gg-s ride
west side n-gg-, east side n-gg-, pick a side
as long as ain’t a homicide n-gg-
so f-ck them other n-gg-s, f-ck them other n-gg-s
f-ck them other n-gg-s b-tch cause we the n-gg-s
i ain’t grinding this hard to whip a cadillac
a n-gg- seen broken and i ain’t going back

[hook]
ah, this is for my n-gg-s on saint clair
put them choppas in the air!
ah, this is for my n-gg-s on saint clair
keep them choppas in the air!

what you n-gg-s know about having no address
what you n-gg-s know about living life mad stress
i’m from where you not allowed
cold killas ride around
everybody know king chip on every side of town
what you n-gg-s know about headshots every night
i’m from th-rn hill, eddie row, that’s the hood right
these rappers from they pantshouse, living good
i was tresp-ssing bandos, living in my hood
when vinnie came out, i was living in my van
but when i hit the club looking like 600 grand
now my crib in callie bigger than your church is
hallelujah king chip, put that work in
i know they live by my words, cause my words strong
kings get they heads cut off while b-tch pray on
before the internet hit the hood, i was in the streets
catch me at the marathon on the 117, saint clair
so f-ck them other n-gg-s, f-ck them other n-gg-s
f-ck them other n-gg-s b-tch cause we the n-gg-s
i ain’t grinding this hard to whip a cadillac
a n-gg- seen broken and i ain’t going back

[hook]
ah, this is for my n-gg-s on saint clair
put them choppas in the air!
ah, this is for my n-gg-s on saint clair
keep them choppas in the air!



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