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enlighten your section n*gga
turn on for your city

watchu bout’ to do dog?
imma go

[verse 1]
i’m going places you would never be
live from compton n*ggas losing sleep
the homie beamin’ all night i know he losing sleep
‘cuase they just bang his little brother with a hunnid piece

cottonmouth from smoking these backwoods
you ain’t gutta blood you just act hood
[huh] you ain’t ever been on a plane n*gga?
[hold on] i ain’t never been on no plane either

yeah
she fly crippin, i respect it
that hard*earned money spent on a necklace
and i ain’t tucking this motherf*cker, i’m reckless
reach and gеt [chipped] for john book me way i’m flexing

you d*mn right
imma k!ll a n*gga for this chain up on my nеck
let that b*tch hang like wet clothes in the projects
you ain’t from the hood, you ain’t official
we established that at (tams of a rolls crowns and central?)
[hook]
push*ups * check
(dib?) boards * check
pull*ups * check
chunk the hood up * check
fresh up out the hole and treat the yard like the set
knock the air out the chest
knock the head off the neck

[verse 2]
* hold up
i f*ck with people you could never meet
i freak on b*tches you could never freak
i’m at the studio at 8 to leave the booth at 3
i hate when n*ggas tell me who they trynna be

claim the hood that you living and you just in the way
she always broke but she f*cking, don’t ever f*ck for free
my crippin (on faithful?) and he could barely see
imma hop out and get my mans from an arms reach

i call trippy to the door let him hear that hot sh*t
i was on the top tier with my gangsters
b*rock and slim down the way
t*tone downstairs * those my n*ggas on an everyday basis
plugged in with who (z*wayne and luis?)
n*gga, please
you mad you ain’t waxed out like these n*ggas
scared of who?
sh*t i bleed like you bleed n*gga
maxed out from all types of 115’s n*gga

[hook]
push*ups * check
(dib?) boards * check
pull*ups * check
chunk the hood up * check
fresh up out the hole and treat the yard like the set
knock the air out the chest
knock the head off the neck

[verse 3]
walked every yard in one (term?)
two to one *
from the one to four
from the four to the (hoes?)
from the (hoe?) to the three
back in the hood on (piece?)
take the (brand?) from the park to the d

must be out your motherf*cking mind
if you thinking you can’t n*gga motherf*cking chain
if i called you collect *
can’t eliminate me trying
we never got connect so don’t ask me for a dime
i was doing time
with some mexicans
that had more love than my complexion did
she lied to me the whole time, yes she did!
so give me one good reason i should bless the b*tch

[hook]
push*ups * check
(dib?) boards * check
pull*ups * check
chunk the hood up * check
fresh up out the hole and treat the yard like the set
knock the air out the chest
knock the head off the neck

- f t hop out lyrics

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