(Verse 1):
All these niggas do is hang on corners
Eyes hang low, giving out Quarters
On corners, be selling the grass
Ass is grass, life up for grabs
All these bitches do is talk and put down another
So dumb, he convinced you put down the rubber
Police chase your baby dad, “we got a runner”
He gon’ dread that shit there, like a Rasta
How you selling cocaine, but sniffing the yayo
Don’t play with that shit, or you have to lay low
Be having you move like teo and Ayo
Fun to play with not to eat, No
Play doh
All these niggas do is hang on corners
Eyes hang low, giving out Quarters
On corners, be selling the grass
Ass is grass, life up for grabs
All these bitches do is talk and put down another
So dumb, he convinced you put down the rubber
Police chase your baby dad, “we got a runner”
He gon’ dread that shit there, like a Rasta
How you selling cocaine, but sniffing the yayo
Don’t play with that shit, or you have to lay low
Be having you move like teo and Ayo
Fun to play with not to eat, No
Play doh
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