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pro club - cng lyrics

[intro]
(uh)
stepping in the club so exclusive
old boy mad cause his b*tch knocking my new sh*t (uh)

[verse 1: cng]
stepping in the club so exclusive
old boy mad cause his b*tch knocking my new sh*t
born a hustler the prodigy of a don
bottles of 1942 and dom perignon
getting money knocking hoes is my intuition
they see a youngin trying to get it so they sneak dissing
i don’t do relationships cause i don’t do the b*tching
when you the man you ain’t gotta worry about competition
i’m getting busy with 20 bands in that tahoe
and if she f*cking with me then b*tch that’s my hoe
been raised from the cold block to the game
if you don’t know me don’t try to speak on my name
off thе bank, when i dribble i’m moving in and i’m scoring
cruising in the bеnz and a 909 like historian
i’m in a city full of ghetto birds and no love
and f*ck gucci b*tch i’m still rocking pro clubs

[verse 2: cng & peysoh]
my b*tch asked me “why you got that when you come around?”
baby you don’t know this life, please don’t judge me now
they try to get my brother’s rollie at that 7/11
they tried to make a move until he hit them with that unexpected (uh)
now learn that lesson, rules to the game, get your money and stay protected (uh)
ain’t no half stepping, rules to the game, get your money and stay protected (uh)
i got my bag right i’m still wearing the pro club
remember night in that cage, i had no love
remember hitting houses in socks cause we had no gloves
i heard he stepping, okay bet we finna smoke some
she like “what’s that in your pocket?” its a .30 stick
you f*ck on anything that breathes you got a dirty d*ck
hour after hour in that p*ssy off a percy b*tch
and your n*gga he a square, like why you worried b*tch?
[verse 3: peysoh]
i heard these n*ggas want me dead, well we got plenty clips
i heard these n*ggas out here plotting, we got plenty sticks
my k!llers stay on point, and best believe they been on plenty trips
opp after opp in the mud we pull plenty skits
park gang, ay park this and watch me park sh*t
nah he ain’t one to mind if you wanna spark sh*t
hit their block after dark and let it bark b*tch
i feel like chike, cause you know i love to start sh*t

[outro: cng]
my b*tch asked me “why you got that when you come around?”
baby you don’t know this life, please don’t judge me now
they try to get my brother’s rollie at that 7/11
they tried to make a move until he hit them with that unexpected (uh)
now learn that lesson, rules to the game, get your money and stay protected (uh)
ain’t no half stepping, rules to the game, get your money and stay protected (uh)

- cng lyrics

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