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Ok
Cashville
Preston Taylor
Forty Block
Bitch i represent
west cashville
and i dont give a fuck
what you feel
if a nigga dont work den a nigga gone steal
and if a nigga got work den he always in the field
Eeny, miny, moe
which nigga wanna go
toe to toe
with a top notch motherfukin pro
its like dis and like dat and like dis an um
please excuse my country grammar
just excuse my bangin hammer
click clat, bang
now everybody in da slammer
except the ones snitching
pay attention
dey gone get lynched and
do i even gotta mention
i got kicked outta school cause i kept ditchin
mane fuck detention
it interfered with my money
and it aint even close to funny going to bed all hungry
so im starving
exactly why i cooked up dis rock
so lemme get to carvin
bet it flip back wit out a middle man bargain
bitch nigga
fuck yall
Lil Hoe
Funk yall
aye my P.O.
Funk Yall
the judge, the C.O.
Funk Yall
Funk Yall
Fuck 12
Funk Yall
aye make bail
Funk Yall
aye go to hell
Funk Yall
Smoke my L nigga Fuck yall
Seja na gringa, ou no Brasa
Nós embaça nós que Em brasa.
O sistema visa oprimir,
A evolução das quebradas
Só papo reto nas letras que eu faço
De coração, dores que a alma
Emana tudo que eu vi e vivi
Mas nunca fui fã de canalha eu vi
Vários querer me forjar, atrasar
Lá em Brasília eles passam batido
Nós no pião pelo bairro, é enquadrado é tirado de bandido
Tem sorte que meu gatilho
É só papo reto nas letras que eu faço
Fire nos racista
Fock the police
Já dei meu recado
Um abraço
{Cashville} Im goin in
like im sworn in
call me obamas twin
cause im always spendin
charges pending
missing witness
case dismissed after the 3rd recess bitch
Fuck you
Fuck the Jugde
Fuck the D.A.
that shit a set up anyway
systematic on some tryna lock me up and throw the key away
cause people pay
give they life away
for them drugs you infested my neighborhood after the 70s
its a cold jungle full of polar bears
so i caint be scared
gotta keep da rock
when the cookie crumble
no fears, no fumble
gotta keep a bitch thats loyal and humble
ready to rumble, no stumble
got weed like tumble
put sausage in a baddie like gumbo
we aint tricking over here lil dumb hoe
buss it, like you got a drumroll
a standing ovation
no patience
bitch i aint doctor, i aint waiting
paper chasin
from waiting on da pack
pacin
fentynol lacin
makin hard like a mason
to super model datin
my ol bitch hatin
on my daytins
come up in da place and
niggas really hatin
attracting all dees hoes cause of the money that im making
bitch im proskatin
something like tony hawk
grind hard on my mind
hear the beat of a hustlin heart
dro blunts i do spark
hammers i do bang
gotta bitch cookin up dat cane
so you know i slang mane
waist deep in da game like my name
that buy tyrese
fake niggas go to sleep
fake niggas be quiet
Lil Hoe
Funk yall
aye my P.O.
Funk Yall
the judge, the C.O.
Funk Yall
Funk Yall
Fuck 12
Funk Yall
aye make bail
Funk Yall
aye go to hell
Funk Yall
Smoke my L nigga Fuck yall
dis song right here
for everybody
that got put in da system
based off of
yo enviornment
based off of you tryna eat
tryna feed yo family
ya feel me
we aint stupid
we just adapted and adjusted
but we aint stupid
we know what you did
ya feel me Funk yall
we know what you did
Funk Yalll
