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rylo rodriguez - ghetto story lyrics

[intro]
hey lucig
kel
a2, this is amazing

[chorus]
three young n+ggas on a l!ck
they was ‘posed to hit for four bricks
they got homies in the cell and they miss ’em
but they ain’t coming home like good pitchers
about that paper, he fought his dawg like vick
room full of clothes and he still won’t fit
he been homeless since they put him out again
home to home, he been staying with his friend
[bridge]
his momma don’t like him, his granny don’t love him anymore
he bought a .40, it was dirty so he traded it with a .9, it was cleaner than chores

[verse]
if i talk that boss sh+t, i might confuse you
i got checks coming in from youtube
it’s another holiday, he ain’t got new shoes
eviction notice got ’em plotting on a new move
coming outside to start some, start some
if he catch you, he gone walk down, rock one
every man that they bring, popped ’em
he sent hollow tips at his brain
in that graveyard, i was tryna get rich
i know n+ggas who didn’t make it back off they l!ck
if he catch you, he ridin’ with a stick with no switch
tryna stretch you, demons chasing him, they won’t quit
he got opps and he know you hating
he pop percs’ then go home invasion
he buy every gun he come ‘cross lately
youngin’ been knocking n+ggas off lately
tryna pull this l!ck off
he run inside a n+gga house
the n+gga upped and went to firing
shot one of his homies by the couch
yeah, they deserving, now they time serving
they didn’t k!ll n0body, still like they got [?]
glock with a d+ck but still it ain’t a virgin
didn’t have no safety but we still playing defense
[chorus]
three young n+ggas on a l!ck
they was ’posed to hit for four bricks
they got homies in the cell and they miss ’em
but they ain’t coming home like good pitchers
about that paper, he fought his dawg like vick
room full of clothes and he still won’t fit
he been homeless since they put him out again
home to home, he been staying with his friend

[outro]
his momma don’t like him, his granny don’t love him anymore
he bought a .40, it was dirty so he traded it with a .9, it was cleaner than chores

- rylo rodriguez lyrics

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