Letra Ghetto Poetry - Rob49
Yeah
Yeah, we done left niggas toe-tagged, I put racks all in my ho hand
Every time I pop outside too fresh, I make my ho mad
We came from the bottom of the bottom, we can't go back
One thing that I learned, when you in these streets, you can't go out sad
I've been tryna keep my mental straight, but it's in a bad place
Every time I got that bag straight, I make sure fam ate
I be gettin' real cake, niggas'll think it's my fuckin' birthday
Every time they play with Vulture Mafia, they in a hearse, ayy
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the project
Pen was in that traphouse, he was tryna make a 9 stretch
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the project (Uh-huh)
Pen was in that traphouse, he was tryna make a 9 stretch (Uh-huh)
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that (Look)
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps (Uh)
I'm a dangerous cat, you niggas still hang with rats (It's a fact)
It's an exclamation on it if my name attached (I know)
I ain't never fakin' jacks, I will aim this gat at your cabbage (Baow, baow, baow)
That shit'll look like a tomato splat
Get them off the stage, head was off a haze
A nigga talkin' braze, we sparkin' Ks (Brr)
Knocked his fuckin' head off his braids
P caught the waves and didn't hesitate with it to pass sauce
I told him I was 'bout to cop a half a brick of dog
They said my shit is barkin', but fetty the competetion (Uh-huh)
These young niggas lost, and ready to pop them pistols
Watch who with you, niggas stick you, leave you with no pot to piss in
Headshots for all my oppositions
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the project
Pen was in that traphouse, he was tryna make a 9 stretch
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the project
Pen was in that traphouse, he was tryna make a 9 stretch
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps
Yeah, we done left niggas toe-tagged, I put racks all in my ho hand
Every time I pop outside too fresh, I make my ho mad
We came from the bottom of the bottom, we can't go back
One thing that I learned, when you in these streets, you can't go out sad
I've been tryna keep my mental straight, but it's in a bad place
Every time I got that bag straight, I make sure fam ate
I be gettin' real cake, niggas'll think it's my fuckin' birthday
Every time they play with Vulture Mafia, they in a hearse, ayy
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the project
Pen was in that traphouse, he was tryna make a 9 stretch
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the project (Uh-huh)
Pen was in that traphouse, he was tryna make a 9 stretch (Uh-huh)
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that (Look)
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps (Uh)
I'm a dangerous cat, you niggas still hang with rats (It's a fact)
It's an exclamation on it if my name attached (I know)
I ain't never fakin' jacks, I will aim this gat at your cabbage (Baow, baow, baow)
That shit'll look like a tomato splat
Get them off the stage, head was off a haze
A nigga talkin' braze, we sparkin' Ks (Brr)
Knocked his fuckin' head off his braids
P caught the waves and didn't hesitate with it to pass sauce
I told him I was 'bout to cop a half a brick of dog
They said my shit is barkin', but fetty the competetion (Uh-huh)
These young niggas lost, and ready to pop them pistols
Watch who with you, niggas stick you, leave you with no pot to piss in
Headshots for all my oppositions
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the project
Pen was in that traphouse, he was tryna make a 9 stretch
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the project
Pen was in that traphouse, he was tryna make a 9 stretch
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps
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