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No Hook
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John Gabbana
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I'm in the streets for real Taking jits to school 'cause b*t*h I teach for real Say my name the wrong way sh*t get hot, I keep that heat for real They sleep for real, my b*t*h she a freak, her pu**y sweet for real No peace for real, we don't play that sh*t boy you'll get beat for real Breaking down a swisher bout to burn this gelato No bodyguard, I got that choppa with everywhere I go Buy a bottle, b*t*hes swallow, feel like I'm Johnny Bravo F&N is holding 30 and this b*t*h fully auto Damn, love my baby momma but that b*t*h so toxic Hold up, let me change the motha f**king topic John ain't bout sh*t, psshhh stop it Link up n***a let's get sh*t popping Go broke, n***a I'm plotting On the next n***a I'm robbing On the next n***a we mopping Turnt up n***a we mobbing "Look n***a you know I'm from Duval County Florida n***a shut up" Lick the bowl, wipe ya nose Touch ya toes, strike a pose On probation still keep a pole If I get caught I'm going up the road But I ain't getting caught up Don't get yo self balled up You n***as ain't raw as us You n***as is soft as f**k I keep a toaster, super soaker Once I f**k b*t*h I'ma ghost ya Popped two tabs now I feel like Yoda n***a be stressing dawg it's hard to stay sober Still with the sh*ts I ain't even gon' hold ya Streets turnt me to a ma f**king soldier You know this ain't sh*t to a vulture I do this right here for the culture Gotta go hard for the family, getting rap money and scamming Ion even do that dumb sh*t no mo the crackers still on my back tryna bam me f**k it, everything dandy Riding in a phantom no Danny If I eat one of them candies I'ma f**k that b*t*h through her panties What's the word I don't talk, I just sit back and I observe Ran up a check I think it's time for me to splurge Yea I love her but that b*t*h get on my nerves You see this hunnit thousand dollars when I smirk "Ayy it's John Gabbana n***a put some respect on my motha f**king name lil b*t*h" Look, sh*t can get jumping like hopscotch Diamonds be dancing like pop lock Got some good head from a thot thot If you run up you get shot shot Let me explain, not playing them games We love to bang, you the know name Boy keep yo head up if everything change The fake gon' head out but the real gon' remain I'm speaking facts, you making claims Give me the racks, you keep the fame Marionettist, I'm pulling strings If you don't want smoke don't you speak on my name Tell them hating n***as to sit down and take notes Don't hang around bum n***as I'm surrounded by goats Girl you gon' be famous if we f**k and I post it Out of all them rappers John Gabbana the coldest I'm a different breed, this a breeze I really do this sh*t with ease Not too many n***as can f**k with me So many people trust in me John Gabbana feed the streets My n***a I bleed these streets They know wassup with me Real n***as gon' f**k with me
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