Tadoe - This House lyrics

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Tadoe - This House lyrics

[Intro: Ballout] Da fu*kin' Glo Boyz From south side of Chicago, Illinois I know them boys havin' guns, they havin' funds [Chorus: Ballout] The money counter work in this house, yo hoe gon' twerk in this house You get put on a shirt in this house (What, this house) You gon' put in work in this house, we don't fall in love with hoes in this house You gon' get respect in this house (This house) Nothin' but chops and Glocks in this house, FN and mops in this house You gon' get popped in this house (Huh, this house) Tweak, we let off shot in this house We don't want the cops in this house (What, this house) [Verse 1: Tadoe] In this house, it's double doors and marble floors in here In this house, we baggin' bowls and fu*kin' hoes in here In this house, a half a mill', can't trap low low's in here In this house, we goin' palnem, ain't no goat this year In this house, it's a pints of Wockhardt, ain't no rose in here In this house, we totin' choppas, know them poles is near In this house, you play with gang and you get smoked in here In this house, we smokin' exotic, flexin' rolls in here In this house, we havin' two maids, it's too hoes in here In this house, you know we too paid, check the flows in here In this house, we gettin' too lay, it's a go in here In this house, we catch the Matha, smokin' Gross in here [Chorus: Ballout] The money counter work in this house, yo hoe gon' twerk in this house You get put on a shirt in this house (What, this house) You gon' put in work in this house, we don't fall in love with hoes in this house You gon' get respect in this house (This house) Nothin' but chops and Glocks in this house, FN and mops in this house You gon' get popped in this house (Huh, this house) Tweak, we let off shot in this house We don't want the cops in this house (What, this house) [Verse 2: Doowop] Switchers on the Glock in this house We can shoot up cars, we get out Choppa got a scope in this house Hit it sweepy then spin out Choppa same size as Lil Mouse We got sticks and drums in this house We go on a run in this house Since we dumb the Red spill out You can run away or spin around See a opp and we brought the sh*t out Bro he left a brick out Man, it's still crazy in this house I done whipped a baby in this house Guns like the navy in this house We done counted up 200 cash, sh*t gettin' crazy in this house In this house, can't use the front door If you want smoke then it's gun smoke ni**as see me and they mumble Trackhawk Jeep them b*tches rumble ni**as had a ball, it fumble Just like cookie, ni**as crumble In this house, it's savages, somethin' like a ghost to come and haunt you [Chorus: Ballout] The money counter work in this house, yo hoe gon' twerk in this house You get put on a shirt in this house (What, this house) You gon' put in work in this house, we don't fall in love with hoes in this house You gon' get respect in this house (This house) Nothin' but chops and Glocks in this house, FN and mops in this house You gon' get popped in this house (Huh, this house) Tweak, we let off shot in this house We don't want the cops in this house (What, this house)

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