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traction off - ghetto baby boom lyrics

[intro]
don’t worry ’bout it (hmm)
don’t worry ’bout it (hmm)

[chorus]
hit they block, cut the traction off, make sure we don’t spin out (let me shake somethin’)
matter fact, soon as we hit the corner, n*gga, let me get out
n*gga actin’ like he baby boy, lackin’ at his b*tch crib (don’t worry ’bout it)
finna throw these .223s all through his windshield

[verse 1]
you can’t even shoot, i’m still shootin’, that p*ssy n*gga been dead (you know)
i tried to send his f*ckin’ head in there where his b*tch is (tellin’ you)
don’t ask me why i’m always thuggin’, i’m a ghetto motherf*cker (yeah)
real street n*gga, every song, i’m screamin’ free my brothers (free the robbers)
i feel like boosie, devils get up off me, feel them people on me (huh?)
if it ain’t ’bout money, every time, i’ma change the subject (tellin’ you)
that’s your b*tch, she a freak, sell p*ssy and be stuffin’
you ain’t certified at all ’cause she don’t even give you nothin’ (ham*ass n*gga)
it’s so many new opps, i swear these n*ggas really fans
only time they wanna see the gang is on the f*ckin’ ‘gram (lame*ass n*gga)
i’m in the streets like kid and cudi, day and night, f*ck your life (yeah)
every time i see an opp, you know i gotta get him right (tellin’ you)
do or die, it ain’t no turnin’ back once you in it, right?
it’s either make it out this b*tch or die or go to prison, right? (yeah)
lost so many n*ggas to the streets, i gotta get it right (tellin’ you)
different breed, lotta p*ssy n*ggas couldn’t even live this life (tellin’ you)
[chorus]
hit they block, cut the traction off, make sure we don’t spin out (let me shake somethin’)
matter fact, soon as we hit the corner, n*gga, let me get out (right here)
n*gga actin’ like he baby boy, lackin’ at his b*tch crib (don’t worry ’bout it)
finna throw these .223s all through his windshield (ham*ass n*gga)
hit they block, cut the traction off, make sure we don’t spin out (let me shake somethin’)
matter fact, soon as we hit the corner, n*gga, let me get out (right here)
n*gga actin’ like he baby boy, lackin’ at his b*tch crib (what up?)
finna throw these .223s all through his windshield

[verse 2]
i can’t even lie, knew i was different breed before i said it (tellin’ you)
n*ggas actin’ like they certified, tell ’em don’t forget it (don’t worry ’bout it)
when we see them n*ggas out in traffic, we gon’ see who with it (don’t worry ’bout it)
n*ggas cliquin’ up with n*ggas, yop, actin’ like some prostitutes (f*ggot*ass n*gga)
better not speak on ghetto baby, know that’s what they better do (yeah)
i’m tellin’ you, can’t no n*gga bleed like i bleed (yeah)
b*tch, we in a different league, don’t give a f*ck about no cheese
n*ggas think that make them certified, think that make them ’bout it, ’bout it (oh yeah?)
ask around, before i had a dollar, b*tch, i had the power (tellin’ you)
n*ggas sick as h*ll i just won’t die, look at ’em lookin’ sour (hah)
overtime, drop a n*gga quick like, “b*tch, don’t worry ’bout it” (don’t worry ’bout it)
overtime, drop a n*gga quick like, “b*tch, don’t worry ’bout it” (don’t worry ’bout it)

[chorus]
hit they block, cut the traction off, make sure we don’t spin out (let me shake somethin’)
matter fact, soon as we hit the corner, n*gga, let me get out (right here)
n*gga actin’ like he baby boy, lackin’ at his b*tch crib (don’t worry ’bout it)
finna throw these .223s all through his windshield (ham*ass n*gga)
hit they block, cut the traction off, make sure we don’t spin out
matter fact, soon as we hit the corner, n*gga, let me get out (i’m tellin’ you)
n*gga actin’ like he baby boy, lackin’ at his b*tch crib (huh?)
finna throw these .223s all through his windshield (duh, n*gga)

- ghetto baby boom lyrics

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