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first day out - t-loc lyrics

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[intro] (2pac)
straight motherf*cking ballin

[chorus]
my brother post bail, n*gga first day out
your n*gga, he a b*tch, hit the can get packed out

caught the [?] walking sh*t, smashed out
tap in for the smoke man, we shipping packs out
think that lil slam cute b*tch, we pulling mac’s out
get caught out of bounds, n*ggas getting maxed out

your b*tch on the team, almost pulled the tracks out
now she on the track, she just pulled them stacks out (straight motherf*cking ballin)

stop f*cking with the chrome, b*tch i’ll pull this black out
you tried to hide her from the mob, we blew her back out
free awax4, he gon be back out
steppa pullin n*ggas b*tches, knockin’ skraps out

see a smack sucka on the wall [?]
cleaning up the casa wе just takin trash out
why you n*ggas wrong, why you ain’t pull no straps out
skc, to the yak lil n*gga we stay tapped out (straight mothеrf*ckin ballin)

n*ggas p*ssy, shooting with they eyes closed
these ig bangers only active when they pose
p*ssy n*ggas needa stop with that rap cap
spark that suckas [?] up in traffic, and they ain’t clap back

n*gga it’s skc, land of the dead skraps
we been rolling suckas back to back, n*ggas skrap pack
n*ggas ain’t smack sh*t, but capping like they shoot

your homie died and you ain’t slide, quit making up excuses

[verse 2]
why you n*ggas salty?
lost me throwing pepper
chasing down a p*ssy, he was running like a leopard
it’s 2022 and you n*ggas reppers?
b*tch it’s trigga loc, since 12 i’ve been a stepper n*gga
[?] on flow, n*ggas b*tches how they jump sh*t
if you ain’t rocking don’t come near me, i don’t trust sh*t
state to state, n*ggas knowin how i bust sh*t

on your all fours, being scary, because you is a punk b*tch

before you try f*cking bums, get your money up
you n*ggas [?] b*tches, that’s real n*ggas running up
you never spent a n*ggas block and dropped the hundred drum
you p*ssy n*ggas poptarts, h*lla sweet, n*ggas honey buns

i only f*ck with real locs i know gon let it blow
circle small as a dot, because most these n*ggas hoes
i’m trained to go off, my brother need me im there for sure
it’s a cash grab, smashing to the [?] you n*ggas slow

[outro]
“straight motherf*cking ballin”

- t loc lyrics

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