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If you ain't bring it in the club, what We talkin' 'bout? If she with it, Not a minute, I'll be walkin' out. The.45'll show these niggas what the Glock about. The Suwoop chatter show these niggas what the block About. Uptown A-train took the Harlem route. My nine-tre's hold me down, what that whoop about? Show 'em how to do it when we steppin' Out. Now the hood worldwide make the homies proud. Chevy Cruze all white like I'm low-key. Smoke ports, nigga, no weed. Press start, nigga, no key. Hit Vegas, nigga, no sleep. Count money, nigga, no sheep. Backstreets on a rainy night. Hop up in the leather, then it's LAX, Another flight. You ain't hood if you don't ever Ride. Screamin' out "West Side," My niggas let the tech fly. That's on my set, you niggas goofy, goofy. Every time you see me, it's a movie, movie. Who sent them hitters? Yours truly, Booty. And I don't like the way you try to Do me. We grew up foul, we'll catch a body. Secret society, Piru Illuminati. My niggas is violent, we'll catch a body. Secret society, Piru Illuminati. Ay, double, bust 'em. It's so many homies I got restin' in peace. I put all my soul in this rap, you Livin' with me. I can't die while you rockin' This thing. I'm fuckin' with Worthy, he know my Story, glory and pain. Came to my block, I came to his block. You fuck with the squad, we sendin' them shots. I can't even front, I feel the pressure, ain't No switchin' up. It's too many homies from the Turf that kept it real as fuck. Life on the line, we see what you made Of. All that shit I been through, that's what Got me paid up. Thank God I'm still here, Funk love, I'm payin' homage. Ain't no rapper keep it real as young Too, I'm bein' honest. If you niggas think it's a Diss, you can meet us in the set and See how real it get. All my niggas, They go brazy when it come to this. Pullin' out them old choppers with them drums and Shit. That's on my set, you niggas goofy, goofy. Every time you see me, it's a movie, movie. Who sent them hitters? Yours truly, Booty. And I don't like the way you try to Do me. Backstreets on a rainy night, I see you again. Can't wait 'til you're lyin' next to me. Cold sheets on a bedroom line, I know that this is wrong. But you are my reality
LNDN DRGS, Jay Worthy, Sean House, YG Hootie — Secret Society
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