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Neighborhood Heroes - BIG30 (Ft. Dee Mula & Pooh Shiesty)
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Neighborhood Heroes - BIG30 (Ft. Dee Mula & Pooh Shiesty)
[Intro: Pooh Shiesty & Dee Mula]
(Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bro)
(Turn me up, YC)
(Think we found a loophole)
Let's go
Blrrrd
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Damn

[Verse 1: Dee Mula]
Uh, can't seem to keep no bitch 'cause hoes say I'm too bougie, I do too much
I told the opps, "I'll be on point," they hit the block, we flipped the truck
Just bought a Cartier, two watches on, my shit just hitting up
Bro smoking gas, fill me up
Poppin' Percs just to heal me up
Couple niggas tried to play with me, bet they won't play no more (Doot, doot, doot)
Niggas snakes, I can see it in they face, they just be playing they roles
I'm surrounded by killers, my niggas wipe niggas' nose (Huh?)
Fuck around, wipe a nigga ass (Come here)
Crack a nigga hеad 'bout that cash (Oh, yeah)
I can't let up on my opps, so when wе catch 'em, we might chase 'em home (Come here)
Better not let him slide, he gotta die, all my niggas gone
Just blew 'bout fifty racks today, broke out them racks today
And I ain't never been the computer type, but I got that MAC today (Ah, doo, doo, doo)

[Verse 2: BIG30]
Ayy, wasn't gone take that lil' bitch down until I popped that Percocet (Until I popped that Percocet)
Perky sex be perfect sex, exotic Glocks, these Nerfs and shit (This Glock look like a Nerf)
Just chopped shit with Head and Zebo, they bought me that purple 'Vette (Skrrt, skrrt)
And, yes, I'm known for toting Glocks, whacking opps, bitch, we murking shit (Blrrrd, blrrrd)
Came up with the same niggas
Smoking dope, popping painkillers
Bet they know my name, need thirty shots to your brain, nigga (BIG30, blrrrd)
Stop acting like a bitch speaking on wax, you need to change channels (You need to change channels)
Big body AMG 63 (Skrrt), I'm a lane switcher (I'm a lane switcher)
(Blrrrd) CGE, pussy, I'm CEO (Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Better not give my cash to no man, I’m the one gon' up the score (Bet I'll up the score)
I'm the one gon' lay down with them ants 'til you come out your door (I'll get up off the floor)
'Bout my cash, I'm at your throat (Oh)
Thirteen shots, step out and blow (Oh, ohoo)
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