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where i come from - q da fool lyrics

[intro]
zaytoven
uh, d-mn, ay zay, you know you a fool, n-gga
i swear to god
givin’ this beat to fool, n-gga
god d-mn, lets get it

[chorus]
i come from burglar bars, stolen cars
rest in peace my dons, they fallen stars
i might just k!ll thirty of ’em
got that thirty, it get very ugly
they hatin’ just to get above me
you gon die, you motherf-ckin’ touch me
i seen some c0ke, i wanna touch it
i touched it then i wanna rub it
i rubbed it then i wanna cook it
hop on the block and i’m going straight stupid
i hang with the cluckers, the js, and the boot
the nine let him live but the k it went through him
i’m tryin’ k!ll your son, you better move him
dope in from cuba, we shop in peru too
shot your lil’ brother, you lucky i ain’t shoot you
pull up on your mother and give her the bad news

[verse]
n-gga, cash rules, i’m a bad dude
slap yo mama out, b-tch i’m that rude
i’m takin’ everything he got, i’m that cruel
f-cked that n-gga b-tch, she geekin’ to set up her dude
i just been toting my tool, the beef it be thicker than wool
i’m geekin’ to go straight to war, i shoot ’til the sh-ll hit the core
f-ck a rat, like a muslim hate pork
i’m come on stage and they roar
hop on the beat and i’m leaving it sore
just dropped a tape and they geekin’ for more
just copped a brick and i’m gon’ let it soar

[chorus]
i come from burger bobs, stolen cars
rest in peace my dons, they fallen stars
i might just k!ll thirty of ’em
got that thirty, it get very ugly
they hatin’ just to get above me
you gon die, you motherf-ckin’ touch me
i seen some c0ke, i wanna touch it
i touched it then i wanna rub it
i rubbed it then i wanna cook it
hop on the block and i’m going straight stupid
i hang with the cluckers, the js, and the boot
the nine let him live but the k it went through him
i’m tryin’ k!ll your son, you better move him
dope in from cuba, we shop in peru too
shot your lil’ brother, you lucky i ain’t shoot you
pull up on your mother and give her the bad news

[outro]
i’m sorry, but we had to do it
hey, hear me
when there’s work to be done, n-gga, we gon’ get it done
uh, d-mn, shout out to zay, uh
rich shootas don’t play, gang

- q da fool lyrics

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