LOS - Reppin lyrics

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LOS - Reppin lyrics

(Chorus) I'm throwing up my hood in every city that I step in Swagga on k**a, automatic weapon Watch these n***as burn, this is my confession As the world turns I'm just doing it for my section I'm reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib Reppin for the crib, yea I'm reppin for the crib Yea I'm reppin for that four one, for that four one Cuz you know I had to do it for my section Where you from? (Verse 1) LOS! I'm out that back up, back up Get away from the *blaka blaka*, get it straight n***as need to get a cake, get the crack in the day, Put crack in the cat, push back to the Yay Where they hug blocks, buww shots, Hustle all day, scream f-ck cops Run shots, hitting in the hole n***as aint never had enough guap What pops? household? n***as aint never had a whole house Lights off, red dude Landlord said we gotta roll out And its cold out, what the f-ck Roll out, bu*ton up Zone out, toughen up No doubt, f-ck is up Uh, my n***as get it from them Cuban dudes Push squares on blocks, then flip them like a rubiks cube! Before I took a milli it was silly on the beat Keep it trilly, man my n***as had a milli in the streets Theres some things about my past that feel really incomplete But if you stomping me to d**h you couldn't k** me with the feet I'm from Baltimore city aint nobody stopping this flight Best rapper alive, you don't like it, we could fist fight (Chorus) I'm throwing up my hood in every city that I step in Swagga on k**a, automatic weapon Watch these n***as burn, this is my confession As the world turns I'm just doing it for my section I'm reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib Reppin for the crib, yea I'm reppin for the crib Yea I'm reppin for that four one, for that four one Cuz you know I had to do it for my section Where you from? (Verse 2) Uh Ok, I'm form where that drama come, around just like karma come Back around, just ask around, no backing down, we palm a gun I've been on my money chase, momma hear them commas come, So I could fill up banks at the crib, like I'm Carlton I got the will to survive and they can't live, The b**hes switch characters on n***as like Aunt Viv The Crown Aint Safe, yall n***as just dense Yall want to know who took it, I left you Fresh Prince Flip that sh**, till I get that coupe Hit that stripper to get that loot Whip that soda on the side, yea that chicken noodle soup Make them fiends harlem shake, but they never fall down I'm the big deal from a small town

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