HOOVER STREET | Тesto e Тraduzione (al clic)

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[Intro:]

I got that work, fuck Labor Day, just bought a gun

Fuck punching in, throwing rocks, no hopscotch

Bet my 9 milli hit the right spot

Bang... Last night it was a dream

This morning a fantasy back

When the only fan I had was a fiend

Meet me by the Acura cause the cops like

To get help from the store camera, they always in my cornea

But it's cool I've been catching on to they formula

See I'm a real loc, my street sign I'll kill fo'

Then rewind my Indo, then unroll my rillo

The bad guy never once been a hoes hero

He get zero, I said nada

Bitch pass the cama (Uh, yeah)

How'd it feel to be a real nigga?

I'm a product of a real nigga

La-la-la familia, real nigga

Get confronted by a real nigga

Fuck with one of my real niggas

It's on like night fall, summertime gotta ball

How'd it feel to be a real nigga?

It's on like night fall, summertime gotta ball

How'd it feel to be a real nigga

My whole life I've been a real nigga

La-la familia, real nigga

Get confronted by a real nigga

Fuck with one of my, real niggas

It's on like night fall, summertime gotta ball

How'd it feel to be a real nigga?

[Beat Change]

[Hook:]

I done jumped off my ass, hit the lick and barely pass

But I quickly got to to ballin

2012 ain't really happen, so I guess it's back to trapping

Eyes open night to morning

Had roaches in my cereal, my uncle stole my stereo

My grandma can't control him

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