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metro housing baby - el'plaga258 lyrics

[intro: el plaga]
turn me up on the speakers man
tell ’em, go score on gg
i told broski pass me gg, i need gg
i need that, gang, gang

[chorus: el plaga]
i just whipped a chicken, had the kitchen lookin’ wavy
the projects really raised me
metro housing baby
i picked up the strap, and told my mom it’s for my safety
we was in the field, shootin’ sh*t like the navy
shut up blood gg, in the air we smoke your crodie
you sliding for that dead opp, you can be a body
thirty in the wesson, got that glizzy in the party
i keep them k!llas wit’ me, and for me they are goin’ dumby

[verse 1: el plaga]
i put my gang on first
i’ll put your mans on shirt
i had to take a trip ot, because them trenches is cursed
i was locked up, did ’bout three but that sh*t could’ve been worse
real n*ggas doin’ time ’cause they be puttin’ in work

[chorus: el plaga]
i just whipped a chicken, had the kitchen lookin’ wavy
the projects really raised me
metro housing baby
i picked up the strap, and told my mom it’s for my safety
we was in the field, shootin’ sh*t like the navy
shut up blood gg, in the air we smoke your crodie
you sliding for that dead opp, you can be a body
thirty in the wesson, got that glizzy in the party
i keep them k!llas wit’ me, and for me they are goin’ dumby

[verse 2: lil rk]
dirty glock, nina
she love to sing like a diva
if i go down dawg, don’t remember sh*t amnesia
[] strapped like zebras
three shots on me adidas
about that action, no theatres
can’t crucify me, i’m like jesus
b*tch we ridin’, slidin’
trap jumpin’ like harden
ballin’, michael jordan
like bottles, yeah we poppin’
hundred bands straight profit
i’ve been hot like the oven
see plaga, that’s my cousin
you tweakin’ us, we bussin’

[chorus: el plaga]
i just whipped a chicken, had the kitchen lookin’ wavy
the projects really raised me
metro housing baby
i picked up the strap, and told my mom it’s for my safety
we was in the field, shootin’ sh*t like the navy
shut up blood gg, in the air we smoke your crodie
you sliding for that dead opp, you can be a body
thirty in the wesson, got that glizzy in the party
i keep them k!llas wit’ me, and for me they are goin’ dumby

[verse 3: el plaga]
black fifth, put some shots up in his tummy
street sh*t, all my n*ggas goin’ dummy
‘member days when we was starvin’, we was bummy
‘member days them b*tches say they never love me
i pick up the glock, because them n*ggas hate on me
forty on my waist, i’ll pull up on ’em rest in peace
they say they want me dead, but these n*ggas ain’t in these streets
i’ll pop ’em like molly or ecstasy, up in this b*tch

[chorus: el plaga]
i just whipped a chicken, had the kitchen lookin’ wavy
the projects really raised me
metro housing baby
i picked up the strap, and told my mom it’s for my safety
we was in the field, shootin’ sh*t like the navy
shut up blood gg, in the air we smoke your crodie
you sliding for that dead opp, you can be a body
thirty in the wesson, got that glizzy in the party
i keep them k!llas wit’ me, and for me they are goin’ dumby

- elplaga258 lyrics

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