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soulja raggs - nefew lyrics

[intro]
it’s another beat, baby

[verse 1: nefew]
basically call ‘em public housin’, see roaches crawlin’ and sh*t
in the ‘partments, i’m shootin’ dice, i’m tryna make me a ten
in the mornin’, it’s 10 o’clock, my mama makin’ me grit
i just pulled up and served my unc, mama, he drinkin’ again
just meet me behind the ‘partments, and i can serve you a ten
seen two n*ggas get pulled over, a.p.d checkin’ they vin
see, he was tryna floss his sh*t, that’s why i ain’t go get them rim
marble floors in the condo, the couch got elephant skin
candy lady on the front porch, she smokin’ on her a ‘port
crooked police, they just pulled in, and they took everybody dope
n*ggas still got on they ski mask, they just came back from a l!ck
i’m in biscayne, i’m in the back, i’m tryna score me a brick
i just re*upped and bought sandwich bags, you can come get a zip
auntie at the door, wanna wake up, keep beggin’ for a nick*
f*ckin’ on them project b*tches sportin’ them micros and tights
out the sunroof of the g*wagon with no shirt, rockin’ ice

[verse 2: street money boochie]
smash your ass you think twice
souljah rag on the right
oh, it’s street money army
got bombs and military device
hundred*round sh*t with that light
in the projects, rockin’ ice
hit that dog’s b*tch with that pipe
dirt bike poppin’ wheelies through light
temp fade, got this b*tch cut up nice
hot boy sh*t, creep through the night
ar*15 with that sight
dog sniffin’ raw with that white
bullets shoot out this b*tch like a tank
souljah rag tied, this for bank*
slowed up in this b*tch off a pint
five*star, salute me with rank

[verse 3: trouble]
i told weezy, “give me the ki, give me the weed, give me the g, give me the mac*10”
let me see what’s hannin’, that was me while these n*ggas was lackin’
i was thinkin’ [?] these n*ggas’ relaxin’
you was stressin’ ‘bout that ho, i’m chasin’ [?] ain’t want no taxes
my plan went south, i don’t wanna sell flour
i want a office in the tower, though, they bootin’ by the hour
and i know you heard of ghost, but mine wasn’t on power
never seen the boy before, but let ‘em give him a shower
we all f*cked up, so you know that we got dope dreams
jumped off the porch mean, couldn’t slow him down if you gave codeine
f*ck over both teams if you ain’t loyal [?]
scoob, b*tch, been showin’ his ass with this cash, they tryna vote with me
out the game, i came right back and ripped some [?]
gangster sh*t, they want none of that, they call the police
hate me ‘cause this b*tch on my back swallowed my protein (d*mn)
project n*gga, still sellin’ pack, b*tch, you don’t know me
scoob

[outro]
haha, yeah, yeah, yeah

- nefew lyrics

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