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Ain't Allowed Where I'm From (feat. Project Pat & Driicky Graham)

Juicy Jhuatong
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Tribunation, nigga

Man

Young said on the beat

Watch these stitches, man

Good rich these niggas dropping down. They some real snitches

The only dime that I ever dropped was some bitches. Oh, I'm a custom fingers

Yeah, I'm gonna clip some tongues cuz all that pointing talking ain't allowed one from these niggas dropping down

They some real snitches. The only dime that I ever dropped was some bitches. I'm a custom fingers

Oh, I'm gonna clip some tongues cuz all that pointing talking

Niggas stuck off in the fair fucking with them bricks

Hey, his partner put them laws on him over a bitch

These pussy niggas scared don't want to take they charge. Oh, they swear

They're hard, but they suffered ain't cotton balls

Real niggas go to jail and don't tell them not true do they time come back home then get back to hustler truth

We got everything for sale, but the kitchen sink true. Keep my eyes on you snakes

I don't even blink bitch boy. You scurred you gonna tell them white folks are things to cut your time

You gonna give up her body name. What's the snitching nigga? You ain't straight them folks gonna find you dead

Yeah, cut your tongue got your mouth and put one in your head

Dropping down they some real snitches. The only dime that I ever dropped was some bitches. Oh, I'm a custom fingers

Yeah, I'm a clip some tongues cuz all that pointing talking ain't allowed one from these niggas dropping down

They some real snitches. The only dime that I ever dropped was some bitches. I'm a custom fangs

No, I'm a clip some tongues

Talking

The bigger the gun the bigger the stood the bigger the hole for dr.

Pooh, hold your head

I put you to sleep but it not found mama gonna we drop in the diamond running your mouth know where to run down in

The South need you wrong. I hop on the phone goons and Ralph burners down

She's squealing pig up love your way folk will smoke it

You're like a see blowing on cushions sipping on him forgive me father boy. You'll see me get wrong

Again convicted failing back in the pen pistol and face you at attention. They going for 12. I got up for 10

He's doing them boats. He know I'm a boss. He looking for bread. He noticed a loss

I'm calm except the material is separate the fake from the real you play the cause that you are deal behind the boss

Now you go square you play in these streets. We playing for real jail come with

They some real snitches the only dime that I ever dropped was some bitches. Oh, I'm a custom fingers

I'm gonna clip some tongues. All that pointing talking ain't allowed one from these niggas dropping dimes

They some real snitches the only dime that I ever dropped was some bitches. I'm gonna cut some fingers

Oh, I'm gonna clip some tongues cuz all that pointing talking ain't allowed one from

crime time snitching lies

Guidelines twisting guys take the clip and make the flick no blindside a district 9 trying to dice prison time or die

Proficient by Smith and Knox

If you mention my one put you in a scope to collect in the smoke

Scoop you up and put your body in the envelope for senior folks

Just your head chest guts now you're leaking body stinking up the FedEx truck and that fair pressure

Makes the snitches wanna roast you they start dropping dimes like they coins. Mr. Toe boo. God as my witness, man

I swear to tell the whole truth where I'm from. We get sit down in that like we don't know do these niggas dropping down

They some real snitches. The only dime that I ever dropped was some bitches. Oh, I'm a custom fingers

Yeah, I'm a clip some tongues. All that pointing talking ain't allowed one from these niggas dropping dimes

They some real snitches the only dime that I ever dropped was some bitches. I'm gonna cut some fingers

I'm gonna clip some tongues cuz all that pointing talking ain't allowed one from

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