tcapspazz - deep in da streets lyrics
[intro]
ehy, ehy, ehy you don’t f-ck with this beat for real homie
[verse 1]
spent a band all on my fit
only f-ck with white b-tches
big soulja no no dissin
draco no you tripping
ak, you know we bussing
sipping lean in my kitchen
now yo b-tch blowing me kisses
and she doing my dishes
oh lord
you’se a broke boy
get shot, now your body in the graveyard
i just want a grill on my t–th
bling (x6)
big homie gripping that 2
now we pulling up in the coupe
watch out now we bussing at you
boi you a foo
f-cking yo b-tch every day
now she pregnant, she late
and now she calling me bae
she sucking my d-ck (faint)
you watching that sh-t, g-y
it can’t be real fake (x2)
and i ain’t in no gang
pop a pill, so i won’t feel the pain
diamonds all on my chains
they stickin on it just like paint
f-ck n-gga better stay in yo lane
get shot now you don’t have a brain
all my diamonds dripping just like rain
dang!
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