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HoodRich Pablo Juan

Big Bear

 

Big Bear

(album: Designer Dope Boyz - 2021)


Ha, Pablo Juan, nigga
Fuck going on here (Slatt gotti)
Slatt Gotti, yeah, Hood (Okay)
(HZRD, go stupid)
Let's go

I jump up, get straight to the money
I be dripping, I got this shit on me
Percs and the lean put a nigga in a coma
Glock 17 nigga, I don't need no holdster
I, step on these niggas, they roaches
I got em shopping for bags, like they Krogers
It's a damn shame, call the plug, Mendoza
Catch a new play, we ain't listing to coaches
Better not bring yo' bitch around the vultures
Ride with a Draco, gotta put it in the seatbelt
Fuck all that talking, send the addy, I'll be there
Got too many chains on, think I need swimwear
[?] on my hip, from the back, she need new hair
Swanging in do's in the trap, I ain't new there
Fully automatic, fifty round, we don't shoot fair
Count the roll, nigga used to steal from the big bear

I'm in this bitch with Pablo Juan
Yak Gotti, bitch I got all the guns (Slatt)
Pull out that stick and they all gon' run
Stay out the way cause my slimes is going
Stick in the trenches (Woo)
Cartier, they too [?]
They try to run out the drip
Bring it back cause you know we invented this shit
Ten for a show, that's what I call a pay day
Draco hit that boy and he did the Nae-Nae
I hang with Sensei, I am Yak Gotti
Jump off the rope like I'm Scotty too Hotty
458 in that California Rarri'
448 with the pounds, weigh my way
Today I'm boujee, allergic to thotties
We had our way so we serving on bodies

I jump up, get straight to the money
I be dripping, I got this shit on me
Percs and the lean put a nigga in a coma
Glock 17 nigga, I don't need no holdster
I, step on these niggas, they roaches
I got em shopping for bags, like they Krogers
It's a damn shame, call the plug, Mendoza
Catch a new play, we ain't listing to coaches
Better not bring yo' bitch around the vultures
Ride with a Draco, gotta put it in the seatbelt
Fuck all that talking, send the addy, I'll be there
Got too many chains on, think I need swimwear
[?] on my hip, from the back, she need new hair
Swanging in do's in the trap, I ain't new there
Fully automatic, fifty round, we don't shoot fair
Count the roll, nigga used to steal from the big bear

I, fuck from the back and buy her a new weave
Suck on the dick, she gon' swallow the seed
Cartier four eyes (Cartier, yeah)
I double my seeing
Fucked her good, I make her text and say "please"
Fully automatic, three seconds I squeeze
The ass on the Draco, it look like a bumblebee
Niggas be hating, they really some wannabes
[?] cash, I rob a nigga no mask
These fuck niggas know it's me
Fuck the police, they just like my enemy (Fuck)
I get a nigga top chopped off like Kennedy
Hit a nigga with a brick, yeah, remember me?
Slangin ' that pistol, you [?] know my identity
Young nigga, sweeped up they bitches
They did what they finna be
Cold heart, nigga got plenty heat

I jump up, get straight to the money
I be dripping, I got this shit on me
Percs and the lean put a nigga in a coma
Glock 17 nigga, I don't need no holdster
I, step on these niggas, they roaches
I got em shopping for bags, like they Krogers
It's a damn shame, call the plug, Mendoza
Catch a new play, we ain't listing to coaches
Better not bring yo' bitch around the vultures
Ride with a Draco, gotta put it in the seatbelt
Fuck all that talking, send the addy, I'll be there
Got too many chains on, think I need swimwear
[?] on my hip, from the back, she need new hair
Swanging in do's in the trap, I ain't new there
Fully automatic, fifty round, we don't shoot fair
Count the roll, nigga used to steal from the big bear (From the big bear)

done

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