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c class - jonah cruzz lyrics

[hook]
little ghetto n-gga want to see no ends
little ghetto n-gga want that c cl-ss benz
little ghetto n-gga keep that heat on him, you creep on him, then blam, n-gga, it’s the end
little ghetto n-gga, he a rider
little ghetto n-gga got the streets on fire
little ghetto n-gga from the projects, a menace to your problem, but f-ck it, he survivin’

[verse 1]
little ghetto n-gga, he be stressin’
he keep his bible and his chopper on the dresser
he got some bullets from the opps, he called it as a blessing (huh)
they headed back to him, they block with mr. smith and wesson (sh-t)
he don’t go to church, he told me trippin’ was his religion
don’t want no holy water, said the hennessy would heal him
said if it ain’t the drugs, then his enemies would k!ll him
wanna crack baby, said his blood run with venom
gucci flops, .40 glock in the skinny jean denim
played with the last n-gga, hit a high spittle
ready for the animals, no dr. dolittles, heed that
you raised a thug, he showed no love, oh, yes, he k!llin’ them all
crack baby gone’ crazy off of bad withdrawals
he saw a pregnant girl flame up that aluminum straw
then he just paused, won’t see him countin’ up 100’s in his car

[verse 2]
little n-gga went and got that c cl-ss
that whole hood level, but that one n-gga, he mad
sittin’ ’round thinkin’ to himself why he can’t be that
he’ll hide his face then k!ll ’em when he gets the chance
understand that jealousy is a powerful emotion
you think the world will love you after all your devotion
took some n-ggas out the hood and put they life in motion
the same n-gga that plot against your downfall slowly
this sh-t is cold
don’t catch pneumonia, atlanta, georgia, this your boy jonah one more time with hood stories
back to little homie, that day he had no bounds
caught him at the stop light, he let the bullets fly on ’em
yeah, and that’s another brother with the shame of you hatin’ on your own
and that’s another brother with the shame of you hatin’ on your own, mothaf-cka

[outro]
that’s just my interpretation
of the situation
jonah

what am i supposed to do?
fruit roll up try to smoke me? i’ma shoot the motherf-cker if he don’t k!ll me first
you’re doing exactly what they want you to do
you have to think, young brother, about your future

- jonah cruzz lyrics

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