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hood cycle - reddk lyrics

[verse 1: sl!ck]
tired

uh n*gga
i’m in that mode again
tryna get out da hood
i’m tryna get straight again
i’m tired of being broke
robbing n*ggas
you don’t know ‘bout sh*t
eating noodles
can’t even cook it
we was broker then a b*tch
rob a n*gga out his sh*t
tell that boy he can’t get sh*t
if it’s up then keep it stuck
i ain’t really worried ‘bout sh*t
i’m sitting in da hood
cooking dope
you know just what it is
n*gga zoe, he mad
he robbing n*ggas
you know he for revenge
i don’t give a f*ck about that sh*t
k!ll that n*gga is what it is
if you bang that 3
you drop that sh*t
or i’ma get you jit
[verse 2: reddk]
all these p*ssy n*ggas hating
neva tried to give me props
redd yeen take no soul
like d*mn n*gga get off my d*ck
n*gga dissing on da gang
i know he neva shot no stick
when my opp hoе send dalo
what the f*ck i flip da script
yeah you p*ssy n*ggas dying
for always thinking with yo’ d*ck
rеally make them n*ggas cry
his brother died from pumping gas
whooping sh*t just like yo’ granny
really putting belt to ass
i’m tryna smoke another n*gga
but he slipped up in that grass
i been sipping off that sprite
off these percs’ just know i’m tired
heard they k!lled one of my n*ggas
so we taking five of them
you know we love f*cking stepping
pat mahomes we throwing dots
please stay out that freeway
cause y’all n*ggas drive
and f*cking crash
if he dissing on da guys
i know my draco like to bash
wha
i know my draco like to bash
but i’m out here f*cking chilling
always tryna make a bag
all y’all n*ggas pillow talking
i ain’t beefing on da net
always skipping out of school
you can tell that i’m a vet
i’ma certified hitter
neva leave with out my tech
why the f*ck you bought a vest?
p*ssy boy we shoot at necks
catch a n*gga at da movies, mall
we don’t give no f*ck
when we shootin at yo’ taco
you know better not to duck
stuck in juvie, writing poems
you know i just had to write
neva drowning in my feelings
i’m just missing off that sprite
i been smoking on that gas
high as f*ck just like a kite
back to back sliding
i ain’t talkin’ bout no knicks
when i’m flipping sh*t
i ain’t talkin’ bout no wicks
all them n*ggas they just dissing
i’ma get you gone tonight
wha
n*gga
i’ma get you gone tonight
[verse 3: sl!ck]
look
uh
aye

i need my b*tch to be real pretty
cause this sh*t right here get ugly
you don’t know about da hood
p*ssy boy you living good
we was starving
we was broke
p*ssy n*gga
i wish you would
you come around this way
you fishing
n*gga you finna find out
get them glocks out
we don’t use no glocks
p*ssy boy
we using chops now
cook his ass like some dope
boy you out now
ion give a f*ck about no hoe
p*ssy boy she out now
look
uh

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