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hood - endstar lyrics

[verse: end-]
out here in the rap world it’s a game of thrones
but y’all n-ggas rap the same it’s a game of clones
and y’all n-ggas look the same too down to the skin and bones
y’all put money to your ears but that sh-t is counterfeit
y’all ain’t got that much cash y’all n-ggas just count a bit
you see, i don’t make more than the average n-gga i admit
y’all n-ggas self proclaimed montanas
your drug deals funnier than a skit
got a gram of weed thinking you’re the sh-t
guess what n-gga? sh-t’s legal now, y’all off the sh-t
pop a xan, thinking you the man, no n-gga you just a lil fan
lay off the thug and be yourself stop trynna flex for the gram
what you think your gram gone think of this?
what you think these n-ggas gone think of you?
that you that n-gga?
that your pockets getting bigger?
that you got a lot of clout on twitter?
your bank statement in debt stop lying n-gga
i don’t get the obsession about acting hood
k!lling n-ggas and thinking they morally good
thinking they need to act gangsta cause they should
thinking they need to k!ll n-ggas like that n-gga suge
thinking they need to be the toughest in they neighbourhood
then they n-gga gon for good for no reason
then they get madder, f-ck around and k!ll a region
then they get locked up, can’t see what day, week, or season
they stuck in a cell with a rapist called steven
they begging they pleading to get out
then blame the system for locking them up
start a protest about how everything corrupt
f-ck that
f-ck hood, f-ck gang, and f-ck all of that
and f-ck these n-ggas bragging about a scr-p
i say that sh-t as a joke, y’all n-ggas tripping
talking about bloods and cripping
y’all ain’t cool like that
y’all f-ck around like that
when something affect you, you k!ll a n-gga
and then it repeats
k!ll a n-gga over a pair of j’s or some f-cking beats
head to the streets to flex your new cleats
swerve off in a ’92 stang with a ripped seat
hop on a record and brag about how all your n-ggas eat
go back to your momma crib, and sleep on a couch and some sheets

- endstar lyrics

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