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    Grove street, blood we two deep
    Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep.
    Grove street, blood we two deep
    Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep.

    Too my nigga in a... bitch nigga mad cause i'm fucking this woman
    Get your ass beat put to sleep cause that's b game we too deep
    I'm what's poppin on grove street i'm smokin kush it feel like byrum
    Fuck out my way i stay poppin if he hatin ain't yg take my g so i...
    Touch for... guns ring out like a harmony
    One for two three for four... the best i think so, she think so, we so on
    Beat your ass like i'm mike tyson that's my type can't lie that's my life.

    Prime red flag i'm a figure role nigga, they don't know what it's...
    Just like my croll nigga, fuck a job, did that shit over the stove nigga
    Smell the blow on my mothafucking clothes nigga
    Grind all day party all night, canary yellow diamonds, ferrari all white
    They say that boy a killer to me he alright
    That nigga ain't got it all shit we just alike

    I ain't no vegetarian, bitch i like the beef
    Put your lips on the curve make you bite the street cut yo fuckin ankles off
    If like to see, put your ass on the mug like some nike cleats
    Quit actin 'fore i put you in the trunk dummy
    Better break fast 'fore i take yo lunch money
    You had a good show them goons had to clap ya
    I ain't want yo bitch she got an attitude

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    See i came to the club on that bullshit
    My partna outside with a full clip
    ... you don't wanna fight
    'cause after we beat yo azz yo gon lose yo life
    So let that shit go pussy tuck that pride in
    And when your niggas sleeping my nigga ridin
    Grove st killers my nigga ridin
    The choppa hangin on my shoulder like a violin

    Brick squad so deep is a privilege to speak
    All my fans say what's up and my local meet & greets
    Living reppard fuck it rugged cold name mothafuck it two bloods and a blunket '78 cutless
    Monster, monsters gucci mane's a monstar
    Dtg is the title of my young star
    The man of the south you can call em hellron
    1017 brick boys made some lepchrons

    F.r. are you... cussin out by you
    Free niggas in the back of a g ride
    That's how we ride i'm a a threat on the east side
    Like panth up with no peace sign bitch i'm bustin at em look how fast i reach mine
    The only thing hanging is the pants on you
    Knock you out u swear i had ciara's feet dancing on you
    All my niggas trained to go strapped from straight from head to toe
    Play a stunt man and i put shawty lo

    Blood tell you where you from west side inglewood
    Don't tell em your name ice burgandy is tha name
    I be in the hood, i've been hanging out my pocket like i'm hit squad
    My flag dark red like a brick wall
    Inglewood avenue my party is like grove street, i'm young and respected like an og
    I ain't scared to shit look up in my eyes i push kaliana like in 1995

    First rule never ride if that nigga snitching
    Dey gon find him in a lake while dem boys fishin
    You're just a pono wooh da king play yo position
    Hole jus too big ain't no need for stitchin'
    W o o h d a
    K i n g he super straight
    Taliban hit squad bustin on a grove
    Come and holla at the king i've king of souls

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    Composición: Gucci Mane, Lex Luger, Waka Flocka Flame, Yg, Mike-Will, Frenchie, Wooh Da Kid, Dennis Winters, John Benoic y Jabari Hechavarria

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