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royal clutch – the tropics lyrics

kos d:
it be the microphone checka swing the sword kick the lecture, the land where m-th-f-ckaz go from 4 5s to stretchers
the wrong eye can get you, wet you, clean from the restroom, n-gg-hz been flexing now he’s gonna check you
pigs have been connecting now they fittin’ to arrest you, the warrants going out for morning in order to impress you, boom, m-th-f-ckaz in the room and sh-t
and you better get down before we shoot your b-tch
bet the block has been hot since ali’s got shot up
labor day coming no suspect on lock up
we don’t wanna see n-body buddy get choppered
my homie said he wanna walk the block i tell em drop it
the f-ck he gonna do when all the pistols get to popping, they roll you back exits on your back that left you rocking
blam, m-th-f-ckaz is crazy dog, that’s why them lil n-gg-hz don’t phase me dog
type to put it in your face to close the casket raw
n-gg-hz punched you in your jaw whole skating rink lit up
i guess that’s what you get for making him tip his drink up
boulevard chatter said he hid out in atlanta with his grandma
“yeah, yeah, yo i think shorty names was anna” word son somethings gon happen off of that
you already know them n-gg-hz on the parkway pack a gat, so keep back for your moms when they flash the cap god i’m gone

hook:
you in the wrong side of town tonight/ ya n-gg-s on the wrong side of town tonight/ n-gg-s looking scared, if you down, iight/ just et em know, i’m saying this ain’t one of them places you wanna go n-gg-

jase:
from the place where they ain’t no room for d-ck riding
and b-tches be sliding bouncing like low riders
and n-gg-s know how you move, time you sleep, and when you’re getting home
to let that -ss know
i just smoke weed, keep my peace like we good
chill, eat shorty sweet like baked goods
but n-gg-s be tripping, throw the clip in, empty the sh-t, then re-equip them, the hammer lift him
momma say he never listened, they let the mag rip him
and the money that he owed in the black bag with him
see, the tropics claiming mad victims
my momma know mad women losing mad children
and the feds putting on m-ss -ss whippings
n-gg- last winter, had to give up mad prayers they ain’t knock none of my players d-mn
feels good, think i’m a gangsta
rolling dank up
with the semi-auto flow get you banged up
everyday wake up like you blessed to breathe
so i palm trees like the west indies
my young n-gg-s got recipes, cooking, serving life sentences like its rice and beans
welcome to amerikkka n-gg- with 3k’s where crime pays
cost of being black kinda high nowadays
make a n-gg- wanna pull out jet black ak’s
too bad you n-gg-s ain’t know, end of the day

hook:
you in the wrong side of town tonight, ya n-gg-s on the wrong side of town tonight/ n-gg-s looking scared, if you down, iight, just let em know, i’m saying this ain’t one of them places you wanna go, sidewalks cuz the streets ain’t made for everybody, walk cuz the streets ain’t safe for everybody, side talk’ll only get you a case why waste time, n-gg-s feeling brave, ok, take mine w-ssup

reese:
some n-gg-s flexing in the street
side stepping from this heat
while others about the static cuz the ‘matic’s in they reach
fact of the matter is half of y’all n-gg-s been washed
and hung up cuz we ain’t cut from the same cloth
out here, y’all n-gg-s better figure it out quickly
boys in the hood’ll leave you leaking like ricky
if you actors looking iffy, think it’s best to dip
it’s like a director’s cut how they stretch the clips
they make a movie outta n-gg- if he talk too much
like who the f-ck brought you up
parading won’t save you on this date or this place and time
not even the cops homie cuz they came to grind
at least for now i’m giving n-gg-s the benefit of the doubt
while y’all out caught slipping too many instances to count
but who am i to judge though
i’m just in the cut with n-gg-s considered cutthroat while they let their guns smoke
i just take one toke and stretch the drag and my n-gg-s’ll come repping if you test my flag/ (young zoe n-gg-)
and all from the b-tt of the glock
these n-gg-s’ll jack ya mom and have you running for pops
tie up ya lil homie like you wanted to watch
then hit ya block round 7, n-gg-s run on a clock
and y’all want it to stop but these other n-gg-s want it the same
a different game on this side of the plane, feel what i’m saying

hook:
you in the wrong side of town tonight/ ya n-gg-s on the wrong side of town tonight/ n-gg-s looking scared, if you down, iight/ just let em know, i’m saying this ain’t one of them places you wanna go/ sidewalks cuz the streets ain’t made for everybody/ walk cuz the streets ain’t safe for everybody/ side talk’ll only get you a case why waste time/ n-gg-s feeling brave, ok, take mine w-ssup

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