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Anabolic Beatz - Out The Hood Lyrics

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Slow as molasses, bitch i’m on yall asses
2020 bitch i’m clearer than ya fucking glasses
Talk to the masses, say i’m gonna trash this
Did the race just to see who the damn fastest
Smokin' a pack I just copped a new bag
I’m bringing it back, I copped up these new racks

Life was hard, back when I was trapping the ville
Grew up just to make a couple dollar bills
Done fucked up, i done made a couple spills
This one a banger it done made some kills

Sipping codeine out my bottle like sprite
Move out my way you not the one i like

I mean to be honest, I feel like Giannis
The way i’m ballin'
Headin' to the court just to put a couple shots in
Get your game up, go to the gym and go and clock-in
Get a couple hours in then I gotta clock-out bring the Glock out
She keep playing I bring my cock out
This bullet got no name, anyone can get shot out

man
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