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neighborhood - moe carter lyrics

(hook 1)
there goes da neighborhood (n-gga!)
rock bottom to a lotta homies brought it to the peak/
slaughter daughters with revolvers disturb mamas out they sleep/
flip a condo to a bando get evicted in a week (n-gga)
there goes the neighborhood (aww h-ll no)
rock a silky with da cape down black uppies with the crease
workin’ 12 watchin’ 12 stuffin’ fortunes down the briefs
neighbor reaching for a phone, keep on i’m reaching for a piece
(verse)
funky green suit in the gl-ss i sp-wned don juan in a bong
o game olajuwon post malon’ white iverson
da son cross genre logs, spittin’ stiff til i’m comma-tossed
v-g-n-s kickin monologues, gettin’ my scott steiner on
put you on your head or your -ss like silver dollar toss
hate you n-ggas more than farmer john in his overalls
kush sends me to babylon, ain’t livin’ if your life is wrong
or maybe it’s that i’m rhymin’ wrong
psych drugged again my mind been gone
far-far from earth droppin’ plutonium on hydrogen
on contact f-ck a timing bomb, then air the sh-t on t-tantron
fit legs for the bread pumpernickel, f-ck it pump a loaf
stick to the script with javascript n-gga, play the function close
moved east a southsider still rockin’ his junction cloth
play p-ssy end up laid p-ssy, hoe yea we puncture all
spread eagle as i somersault
5 c-ck rings strapped dead-ss just watch this pole gon’ vault
(hold on son, pause; pause)
(verse 2)
christmas tree, sweet as krispy kreme, slang for 50 beans
hit the steam, might make mr. king, wake out instant dream
switch the scene, now on lindsey we, sauced off hennessey
ceelo games all in the streets, stop and frisks religiously
cut rec ball for da city teens, now shootouts bring up different means
bam bam and 1, flagrants on the handgun
survival chances stand none, shooter in da can, done
feds and a drought dam son (mannnn, f-ck!)
(hook 2)
there goes da neighborhood (n-gga!)
rock bottom to a lotta homies brought it to the peak/
slaughter daughters with revolvers disturb mamas out they sleep/
flip a condo to a bando get evicted in a week (n-gga)
there goes the neighborhood (ugh)
rock a silky with da cape down black uppies with the crease
workin’ 12 watchin’ 12 stuffin’ fortunes down the briefs
neighbor reaching for a phone, keep on i’m reaching for a piece (blaow!)

- moe carter lyrics

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