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Jody Breeze

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    [Hook: Jody]
    Now see yall, Im a rap star, but in my heart Im a trap boy
    So if you want some heart, holla back boy
    I can get you what you ask for
    Pussy coke and hills if you pass boy try me if you pass boy
    Everyday we take a chance for duck and vest boy
    If [?] jump up out the bed for
    Run and cut the slap boy, up hop out the cab boy
    You cant come up here street shit fast forward

    [Verse: Jody]
    Ay, this is not a rapper, and Im not a boy
    Call me a trapper, you niggaz better know it
    Im on the block for real how they knock and rock some pills
    Im tryna get it poppin but them houses in the crib
    Well I am to the top, I wanna see some meals
    Goin top or drop sitted on some customs rims
    About a lot of obvious Im on a couple hills
    Pop a lot of bousand, drinkin couple beers
    This is not The Wire, we move em bout some reels
    Hops in the industry and cops a couple deals
    Now Im hot as an Hennessey sittin in the sun
    Lot a niggaz get me, but Im not the one
    And if you want it all you gotta do is ask for it
    If you pained I will leave his brain on his dash boy
    If you don't what Im sayin then fast forward
    Take a chance be a man boy

    [Hook: Jody]

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    [Verse: Freeway]
    From North Philly to A Town, geah, we move trough traffic
    Talk [?] bring da package run u ways dats why dey call me Mr. Way
    Mr. Yay's pushin over relation the pusher T
    Pusher have a key in da street my heat and da pushers fucka
    Me and Jody we holdin you cant touch us
    We can em muscles fuck wit us can left wit ya hand open nigga
    And my peeps [?] speaks we deliver to the niggaz
    And Im not only a cryin Im the president
    Ah never had this take to bring it to ya residence
    See [?] pay he's might sleep in the ripper wit da dishes
    And finish baby moms is swimin wit proms
    And the kitchens first I been in line wit dem whip, Im dishes
    This is, North Philly's finest wit a touchin dirty suck em
    (Suck em suck em) you aint feelin right
    All the moms pray to God cuz we gangstaz they want us to stop
    You better pary the God that you makin this a'ight

    [Hook: Jody]

    [Verse: Jody]
    You cant slow me down, cuz I aint fakin bout shit
    Don't gettin paper now, but Im still breakin down bricks
    So don't play around cuz I told hate to now clicks
    And now I lay you down, A.K. or break it down quick
    I see the way the people hate, noyhin in this world is free
    You can take me out the hood but not the hood outta me
    Don't get me confusin, MTV or BET
    Cuz Imma be around for a minute just be watchin me
    I represent for the South my residence is a sloim
    Couple golds in my mouth, big begets in my choim
    Im the sortest and get, Im the youngest in charge
    The job show me respect cuz Im a vet and I know it

    [Hook: Jody]

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