Paroles de la chanson In Da Bay par Rio Da Yung OG

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Paroles de la chanson In Da Bay par Rio Da Yung OG

Ghetto Boys shit, nigga, you know what the fuck goin' on, nigga, free the whole ghetto (Ooh, Sav killed it)
Yeah, alright

I'm in the Bay, tryna buy a hundred pounds of weed
Two hundred on the alright
I'm in the Bay, tryna buy a hundred pounds of weed
Two hundred clips on the K, don't look out for me
Where the hoes at? You know I got the coochie scouts with me
You know the drank called me, I jumped out the plane and I found the P
Whole pint of Wock' for forty-eight hundred

I want the whole pint right now, you know that ain't nothin'
All I gotta do is move my lips, I can make money
How the fuck is Actavis gone? I found an eight Sunday
And the crazy part, I only paid eight hundred
You look like the type of nigga middleman a brick, don't make nothin'
Drum on the Glock, I'm tryna shake somethin'
.223s coming out the chop, I'll break somethin'
Cousin died on the first day of the week, now I hate Mondays
You ain't making shit off the flip, you a fake hustler
Tell the record labels I need two or three mill' or somethin'
'Cause if they ain't got it, shit, I'll be making drug deals or somethin'

My lil' nigga died off Percs, so I'm sellin' fake pills this summer
Lil baby got a baby bump, but I'm still gon' hump her
Push a pregnant bitch cervix back
What the fuck is that, Par? I never heard of that
Right hip under the Gucci belt, that's where the burner at
Tryna find the best weed, so I just flew out to where Berner at
Stop hatin' on my left wrist, I worked hard for that
I still got my first chain, I sold hard for that
Mike dropped a kit in eight months, he so hard for that
Baby Ghost still at Home Depot where the gift cards at
So if he pop up with a watch, he did fraud for that

Fucked my bitch, then fucked her sis, I'm a dog for that
Mike hit me up, I started bustin' at his ball cap
Pulled straight up and knocked the nigga off, I got called for that
Just bust a play for eighty-five hundred, bought a dog with that
Shit talkin' or the spice, we don't call it rap
Don't run up on me too fast, you'll fall for that
I'll cut your methamphetamine with ice, you'll fall for that?
She suckin' dick till her throat swole, you need a Hall for that?
Nowadays I got so many plaques, I need a wall for that
I heard dog beat your ass and you ain't fought him back
Picked my bitch up in the 2020 'Cat, then made her walk back

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