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stoop boyz - pretty flacko ii remix lyrics

[hook: sthevenrod]
don’t let me catch you slippen, don’t, don’t let me catch you slippen
you know i’m never trippin, not even when i’m sipping
no no, don’t, don’t let me catch you slippen (x2)

[verse 1: hoesd]
real n-gga, real n-gga, i said it
anything else get, get, get deaded
n-gga you don’t like me, better get my credit
no debit, cause i really pitch heat no beckett
trippy mothaf-cka from the east side
jiggy mothaf-cka with the peace sign
rewind, obnx word to eli
she fine had to get a piece of the feline, she mine
know why i’m reppin that new york?
cause everything lit like a newport
you know?
finna make a k!lling off the rap sht
but too many n-ggas tryna do it, that’s a fact kid
and i can’t do sh-t cept’ k!ll the compet-tion
really hear nothing, just a lot of repet-tion
i ain’t never trippin, why i never gotta ask for permission
pay attention if you gripping, before the 12 or an opp catch you slipping

[hook 2]

[verse 2: sancho]
pretty flacko n-gga chillin high in my zone
spittin these raps till the day that we on
sh-t i been 2 on since like way before
but the love tend to fade and they walk out the door
more, more, is what they asking of me, me..
i just be on the block with a couple og’s sipping on some oe, e
sh-t so simple, mind gone into, different time zones
watch the throne, a homie quick to disown
rappers quick to clone, shorties quick to bone
so watch who you trust, and take ya time cuz we not in a rush
so i roll up the dutch
f-ck n-ggas talkin bout such and such
gossip, i don’t care too much
i just f-ck on they crush, and i’m off..

[hook 3]

[verse:3: sthevenrod]
i’m still a younging, tryna survive in the mean streets of ny
where everyday lies, everybody dies
oh you got some chains, oh you got some ice
better put that in a cup cuz i never seen you shine
time to get real, f-ck how you feel
choose not to be in the streets banging the steel
or taking some wheels, my n-ggas take no advice
who the f-ck dr. phil, what the f-ck is an oprah?
they taking the pounds, what the f-ck is a quota? (what the f-ck is quota?)
put the city on my back, need room for my shoulders mothaf-cka

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