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rucci - where i'm from lyrics

[intro: bandgang lonnie bands]
uh+huh, n+gga, talk that sh+t ’cause i live that sh+t, n+gga
uh, n+gga, you know what i’m sayin’, i’m the kod, n+gga
ain’t met a n+gga yet that played with me (hold on, hold on)

[chorus: bandgang lonnie bands]
hey, they know where i’m from, what i’m really ’bout, huh
they know i’m with the walk+down, ain’t shootin’ up no house
huh, with that cl!ck+clack, then air it out
huh, all that chit+chat gon’ get you laid down (ron+ron do that sh+t)

[verse 1: bandgang lonnie bands]
huh, 75 to 69 still the safe route, huh
the opps down bad, bring the yellow tape out, huh
i’m like j prince, i brought the drank out
these n+ggas still snitchin’, they brought the jakes out
you got questioned ’bout a murder and wrote a name down
i got questioned ’bout a murder and i stayed down
we throw b’s up, huh, and p’s down
i’m rеally stressed out, them fеds back around
man, i’m sick them pigs back on my ass
they think i’m the one puttin’ n+ggas up in them bodybags
man, i’m sick i blew two hundred fifty bands fast
this all street money, i ain’t get no advance

[verse 2: rucci]
yeah, you know where i’m at, where i really be (norf)
on the norf, philly p’s, i love the energy (that’s on norf)
we got money, we got drugs, we got big guns (we got big guns)
this a yopper, that’s a glock, n+gga, pick one (ayy, okay, though)
give a f+ck about an image, i’m really out here thuggin’ (go)
the n+gga tried to rob me (what?), i almost k!lled my cousin (norf)
i’m off these pills bustin’, i don’t care about nothin’ (ayy)
rollin’ like a mother (huh?)
f+ck her off the x like jeezy (like jeezy)
me and my drank like i’m weezy (go)
ron+ron load it up, i lay ’em down, this sh+t easy (okay)
in detroit with lonnie bands, ran through a lot of bands (go)
ruccdawg got the hood hot again (go)
[chorus: bandgang lonnie bands]
hey, they know where i’m from, what i’m really ’bout, huh
they know i’m with the walk+down, ain’t shootin’ up no house
huh, with that cl!ck+clack, then air it out
huh, all that chit+chat gon’ get you laid down
hey, they know where i’m from, what i’m really ’bout, huh
they know i’m with the walk+down, ain’t shootin’ up no house
huh, with that cl!ck+clack, then air it out
huh, all that chit+chat gon’ get you laid down

[verse 3: ohgeesy]
pill flipper, yeah, that’s what i’m really ’bout
drank sipper, i ain’t never seen a drought
you my baby, then i got you, that’s without a doubt
high school, i was f+ckin’ hoes in mama house
now i just bought my kid and baby mom a house (yeah)
finna face a blunt, b+tch roll stout
i can get it by myself, that’s without a doubt (gang)
all i ever wanted money, i ain’t wanted clout
i ain’t even want no p+ssy, i just wanted mouth
so you can pick your pants up, baby, get up out
i ain’t even want no p+ssy, i just wanted mouth
so you can pick your pants up, baby, get up out
only want that head, you don’t get no d+ck, ho
my youngin, he a goblin, n+gga, just like piccolo
and he ’bout whatever, n+gga, that’s my little bro
and i got an older b+tch, but she still a little ho
yeah, i got a big bag, n+gga, you got little dough
i just poured a quarter pint, n+gga, that’s a little four
i was flippin’ keys, you n+ggas moved a little blow
if you move a little, then my n+gga, yeah, he finna blow
[chorus: bandgang lonnie bands]
hey, they know where i’m from, what i’m really ’bout, huh
they know i’m with the walk+down, ain’t shootin’ up no house
huh, with that cl!ck+clack, then air it out
huh, all that chit+chat gon’ get you laid down
hey, they know where i’m from, what i’m really ’bout, huh
they know i’m with the walk+down, ain’t shootin’ up no house
huh, with that cl!ck+clack, then air it out
huh, all that chit+chat gon’ get you laid down

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