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ronrontheproducer & ys - where you from lyrics

[intro]
uh, i’m from that section where them n+ggas, they don’t play
(ron+ron load it up, ron+ron load it up)
(ron+ron do that sh+t)
ayy

[verse 1]
i need a bag that don’t fold
can’t fold, b+tch, i’m really ten toes
a hard knock life in them trenches, b+tch, i rose
long live baby block, i really miss him on my soul
i swear i’m somethin’ cold, but i’m a hot n+gga (i’m a hot n+gga)
the glizzy on me for any n+gga that plot, n+gga
stay with custodians, brodie with me, ‘ll mop n+ggas
these n+ggas hoes, i’ll put a hole through an opp, n+gga
before we play with the speaker, we used to sock n+ggas (we used to sock n+ggas)
and make you lay down, take everything you got, n+gga (huh?)
now i tote 40 with curry under the glock, n+gga
and fifty rounds in thе k, this b+tch’ll drop n+ggas
have conversations with demons, my mind twistеd in a dark place (d+mn)
slippin’ when we slidin’, boy, we violent, that’s a closed case
38 sh+llcatcher, i blow it, [nearly/don’t leave] no trace
cold grimy n+gga, take your last, i need the whole plate (i need the whole plate)
i’ma feed the whole gang, can’t wait until i touch a mil’ (i touch a mil’)
move my family out and have my peoples livin’ in the hills
they’d k!ll for them bills, in the trenches i done caught chills
stand over oppositions, make sure that he do not live
[chorus]
look
i’m from that section where them n+ggas, they don’t play
young n+ggas hoppin’ out broad day
ayy
i’m from that section where them n+ggas known to spray
where you from? i’m from west nella gang (i’m from west nella gang)
look
i’m from that section where them n+ggas, they don’t play
young n+ggas hoppin’ out broad day
ayy
i’m from that section where them n+ggas known to spray
where you from? i’m from west nella gang (i’m from west nella gang)
ayy

[verse 2]
where n+ggas askin’ n+ggas, blood, where your mama stay? (where your mama stay)
ain’t about that drama, let that chopper spray (boom+boom+boom, blrrt)
the feds ever sn+tch me up, i won’t cooperate
i’d rather hang myself before i dig a grave (huh?)

- ronrontheproducer ys lyrics

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