Clyde Guevara - 75 Bush Street (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Clyde Guevara - 75 Bush Street (en) Lyrics
- Don't
fucking move.
-Run all your pockets
Bitch I don't give a fuck
The was tryna
count a nigga out
Now I'm counting up
what the fuck
Hey hey hey
Clizzard
Yoooo yooo yooo bitch
Climbed up out the dirt
just like a shovel
On a whole 'nother level
But I still keep it ghetto
She fuck me right here
if I let her
Ain't no hoe
just with whatever
Man this shit don't get
no better like boom
Hit came with kick
The police...
- What's
up, how are you?
- Good good, you?
- Yeah let me get um,
a chicken slice
And get two of these right here
Don't blame me for the last time
I didn't mean to
burn your shit man
See I could see the ended way
before the shit begin
Them niggas killed my brother
had to take one on the chin
If I can't catch the shooter
then I'm out on his kin
In the street like boom
Out here with the bass
Scraping like a dope boy
on a kitchen plate
Raf simmons shoe box,
use it as a safe
I don't see the smoke 'less
is bigger than a eighth
Sit up straight
(sit up straight)
Slouch nigga
Still doing it
for the clout nigga
Call ya girl
while I'm out with her
But she can't talk it's
in her mouth nigga
-What you mean you know what
the fuck I got bro
- You got sour, plat, what's up?
- Bro I got that jah what's up?
That good shit, stop playin'
with it, you up?
Alright y'all niggas stay
up, you know I stay up
- Stay up bro
- Y'all too, safety
- Yoooo what's the word my
boy
But I could see right through you niggas
like a pair of cartier frames
(So..)
- There you go
So ain't no going back ain't
no going back (oh)
Let me pop my shit
Every chance I get, ey
Buddy sauce too thick, ey
Bitch it's
pour not drip, ey
Had the trap on 6, ey
Move the sac(k)s
like 5th, ey
I ain't had no job, ey
Had to work my
Wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist,
wrist, wrist, wrist
Wrist I don't polly in
the hood no more
I might just
breeze through
Everytime I do it's still
love with my people
Mel gibson danny glover
Every weapon lethal
But you can't let them
bitches keep you
7187 Nigga
tell where you came from
Found a new plug but I still
use the same one
She just asked me clizzy
Been it over she gon bust it
like she springing a leak
I don't ever feel no teeth
had it all in her cheek
That's ya girl I ain't know but
let me know if it's beef
What you gon do?
Watch what you say cuz a
nigga take it literal
She was a hoe last week
now she spiritual
But I ain't judging baby girl
shit I'm a sinner too
Sometimes you gotta hit the bottom
to reach ya pinnacle
They shot jah but the love
still bulletproof
I remember back when all
we had was cereal
I had to hit the kitchen
whip me up a miracle
It's hitters on deck
And they at ya neck
Phil knight
with the check
Gimme my respect
Still reppin for the set
A1 connect
And you ain't got
no sauce nigga
That's a vinaigrette
what you expect
O-p-p that's a opp
I'm feeling treach
Get the tec
with the wreck
Leave em stretched,
ah, ah, ah
God bless, got a complex
Out the projects,
my accomplice
Hang around them monsters
like a loch ness
Dare you pop shit nigga
Still do it
for the clout nigga
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