
Free Rio Lil Slugg (Ft. Rio Da Yung OG)
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[Intro: Rio Da Yung OG]
([?])
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
Alright
[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
I'm in my bag, it's gon' be hard for you to get me out this
Stuck my hand in my right pocket and whipped the semi out it
Put my finger on the trigger and dropped twenty out it
Ayy, nigga, what the fuck is twenty thousand?
Got a ninety-script of M30's for twenty dollars
Eight hundred dollars for the Gucci collar
Penetrate a bitch, legs up, make the coochie holler
Yeah, I shot your main man, what you gon' do about it?
Shed blood, sweat and tears for this Ghetto Boyz shit
I used to want a SS, now it's a Chevy on my wrist
You gon' run the fiends off, you too heavy with the hit
Why you hatin' on me? I just spent seventy on my kid
Alright, lеt me hear it from the top
This a soul-catchеr, take a nigga spirit when I pop
Bud said he probably finna drop a presi' off this crop
I know these niggas pissed off my P.O. let me off that box
Burberry bubble coat twenty-two hundred
I just turn my head when I see a school bus
You really let a nigga kill your cousin and ain't do nothin'?
What the fuck is 100k? I could make that shit in two Sundays
([?])
Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
Alright
[Verse 1: Rio Da Yung OG]
I'm in my bag, it's gon' be hard for you to get me out this
Stuck my hand in my right pocket and whipped the semi out it
Put my finger on the trigger and dropped twenty out it
Ayy, nigga, what the fuck is twenty thousand?
Got a ninety-script of M30's for twenty dollars
Eight hundred dollars for the Gucci collar
Penetrate a bitch, legs up, make the coochie holler
Yeah, I shot your main man, what you gon' do about it?
Shed blood, sweat and tears for this Ghetto Boyz shit
I used to want a SS, now it's a Chevy on my wrist
You gon' run the fiends off, you too heavy with the hit
Why you hatin' on me? I just spent seventy on my kid
Alright, lеt me hear it from the top
This a soul-catchеr, take a nigga spirit when I pop
Bud said he probably finna drop a presi' off this crop
I know these niggas pissed off my P.O. let me off that box
Burberry bubble coat twenty-two hundred
I just turn my head when I see a school bus
You really let a nigga kill your cousin and ain't do nothin'?
What the fuck is 100k? I could make that shit in two Sundays
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