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where you been - hopoutblick lyrics

[intro: anthony soprano sr. & dr. jennifer melfi]
it’s bussines, we’re soldiers
we follow codes, orders
so does that justify everything that you do?
excuse me, let me tell you something
what do you think they were doing it for?
because they were trying to save us from poverty?
no, they did it because they needed us
they needed us to build their cities and dig their subways
and to make them richer
but some of us didn’t want to swarm around their hive
and lose who we were
and preserve the things that meant something to us
honor, and family, and loyalty
and some of us wanted a piece of the action
now, we weren’t educated like the americans
but we had the b*lls to take what we wanted

[verse: hopoutbl!ck]
they like, “where you been?”, i’m out the way just stakin’ cheese
b*tch, i’m really him, a active rapper in them v’s
why these n*ggas cappin’? tryna act like they got b’s
b*tch, we torchin’ sh*t, the torchers got these n*ggas sayin’ please
we jump out that johnny and just start sprayin’ like febreze
and we comparin’ sh*t to fotball, three brady and sah bree
the bros want me to stop bendin’, can’t control it when i’m t’d
all them hollows hit his head, they got his hair filled up with b
know i said this sh*t before but free 100 ’til he free
you ain’t never stand over top a n*gga, just watch him blee
we throw shots right at his neck
so we make sure we crack his seed
if the [beef woulda the same?] back then
woulda cook him with his seed
f*ck them turkey b*tts and then we jumpin’ out that v
n*ggas fake k!llers, bro, he keep layin’ about that b
n*ggas fake drillers, like, why your phone on dnd?
shouldn’t had that sh*t at all, that’s how you get tracked by police
we don’t shoot from cars, you know we jumpin’ out on feet
and we flamed they whole car ’cause they was dump out that jeep
ain’t no lackin’ on this block, lil sa on every car he see
ain’t no cappin’ in my rhymes, bro, i be in them cars for weeks
i’m tryna do a n*gga like nemo got, send some to the sea
let me catch him, he gon’ feel that hot, i put that sh*t on me
cam got cooked after he texted my mans, that sh*t was for cc
you know i can’t cross my brother, shout out to cc and b
i’m still on that same block, no switchin’ up, big pnb
we was down bad, ain’t had no burners, we start lootin’
all the guys had stomp somebody out and turned ruthless
and we all got that fire, we turnt up and start shootin’
if you see a opp, just hop out and start shootin’
he died with his hot, he caught a wiggy before he start shootin’
n*ggas diss on ball, we mask up and start hoopin’
we knock n*ggas off, just bend blocks and get to it
we hop out the whip
them n*ggas shoot out cars while they movin’
we tryna chase sh*t, stand over top until he ain’t movin’
all that hot sh*t hit this temple, that sh*t left his head oozin’
he was out there so he died, he shouldn’t be out there snoozin’
this b*tch realized i’m the boul, she switched up and start choosin’
i don’t even wanna f*ck, just give me top, i’m just coolin’
i’m only in the johnny when i’m bendin’
you n*ggas ridin’ around, cruisin’
how the f*ck y’all n*ggas cookin’ up and y’all still loosin’?
who that ridin’ up no lights? no talk just dumped the whole stick
i just got another drop, like, shout out to his old b*tch
they got my dawgs fightin’ murder ’cause they sold the old whip
that n*gga got pulled and he snitched
he gotta die ’cause he told, b*tch
think his b*tch callin’ me, my n*ggas up the road, b*tch
i’m forever pressin’ 5 until my torchers home, b*tch
he got flamed, he felt that hot, they cooked him at his home, b*tch
how you died tryna get some ass?
you shoulda f*ck your own b*tch

- hopoutblick lyrics

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