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good kids on central - da floataz lyrics

[verse 1: indeux shabazz]
papa be a rolling stone, pocket full stones
tryna find a little yellow bone, where i can lay my throne
she ask me is it bigs or smalls, i say it’s puffy combs
she ask me what the f*ck you on, a better chick at home
she sadiddy in a city, where it’s 40 for a bone
a hundred for the night, but might be itching in da morn
city boys running sh*t, we up a hundred more
everybody round me got it, bout to go and get some more
i’m trippin bout the paper, got to get ain’t no fable
these n*ggas telling stories, we living go check da stable
my sister really like that, salute in the booth
watch sh*t get real ugly, when she suit up n boot
i’m not tripping just enjoy the life you living
everybody talking foreign sh*t but never left da city
i be tryna get it day and night, ain’t no cutting kiddies
only cutting kitty’s
bust wide open i don’t think they feel me
but i know she feel me, ain’t no theory
[verse 2: rappin’ mitch]
ugh put that on my motherf*cking g code
same n*ggas talking about me wouldn’t shoot a free throw
fat boy, 20 chains, neck heavy, heave ho
beat your ass, you know the game and i don’t need to keep score
negative, miss me with the rhetoric
told my girl don’t call my girl, b*tch i’m onto better sh*t
hid the dope in socks and lockers and with my partners
book bag no bag with books i ain’t in college
grams in soda can, you know the plan
boy // 20 chains // neck heavy // heave hoe
grams in soda can // you know the plan
two stoves and double hands
pyrex pots, drop tops and rubber bands
flow cook some, come and get you some while the getting good
good and good riddance, bad advice will never get you good
flow heaven sent from jesus he gave it personally
lord knows, we street coded, there’s no decoding me
it’s hard to be both conscience and sneaker headed
that’s double edge sh*t
you lose your soul when you gaining soles
say this goal then they move the poles
that’s life, just the way it goes
big chain with a bigger glow
my favorite four all dead they slaughtered my goats
gawd d*mn, what more can a n*gga say, n*gga say less
chilling in the backyard shawty
ice on a n*gga wrist big glock 40
moved to atlanta, learned county grammar ’07
had the bald fade, born and raised like a ball player
swagger, sylvia son sharp that’s dagger
kick it like daniel, karate kid and a vandal
that’s the yang and ying
you know the play player know the game
do your thang, slang cane, or pickup a wage
pickup some clippers or pickup a mic
that’s how you get it on blade and they shinning right

- da floataz lyrics

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