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street wars freestyle - ar-ab lyrics

[verse: ar*ab]
i gotta get mine, being broke ain’t a option
that’s why i keep me a coke strip popping
a dope strip popping, my fo’*fifth c*cked and
i put him to bed if you show up with the profits
‘cause i’m tryna get my paper on
in the crib cooking coke wit’ a apr*n on
while y’all was doing kid sh*t, playing in the schoolyard
i was in the crib loading sh*lls in the bulldog
y’all was in the pool hall, i was tryna move hard
now the block mine and it jump like a bullfrog
obh, i was born in
so my gun got a barrel you can fit ya’ arm in
i’m hard as h*ll, and i got hard for sale
trash day i’m dumping bodies in the garbage pail
and the clip hold 60, i spit like 50
ya’ f*150, i’ll make it 360
260, that’s the dash on the porsche
it came from moving a half on a porch
i learned from my man don’t move outta anger
gotta think smart when you using ya’ banger
n*ggas go to court and they using they finger
put you in the banger, we move when it’s danger
you motherf*ckers wanna play your role
so my gun is the size of a eight*year*old
the tec pop hollows, the lex got goggles
and my b*tch looking like the next top model
it ain’t sh*t for me n*gga i was born thug
the mac, it spit fast like bone thugs
everybody’s sh*t, ‘til i hit ‘em with the rifle
then they wanna sing like american idol
shot of grey goose, so it’s 151
on my dip jawn wit’ my hand on my gun
four*pound taurus, all*gray taurus
firebomb sh*t n*ggas better have insurance
sipping on purple had me out of my mind
tryna tuck a k in my pants like a nine

- ar ab lyrics

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