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Corner House

 

Corner House

(álbum: Rodney Brown Jr - 2022)


Shit, they watch my drip, take my splash I'm a cannonball
I got that stick I might just up it like a adderall
Getting paid just made 50 off my catalog
I be dogging all the bitches that be catting off
The tabloids talking shit bringing drama now
The streets saying I got fo' baby mamas now
They ain't never got the truth it's all watered down
I put the muzzle on the roof and shoot without a sound
I got some solid girls that's gon' hold it down
They not gon' spark up no shit when I'm out of town
I'm a nigga now I came up the hard way
Can't be in LA without hearing RJ

I remember I use to live in the corner house
On 89th and Normandie they use to point me out
Music banging at the stop light while we going out
I don' seen and did it all in that corner house
Strapped, sold crack, sold weed, flew packs out
I don' seen and did it all in that corner house
Strapped, sold crack, sold weed, flew packs out
We don' seen and did it all in that corner house
Strapped, sold crack, sold weed, flew packs out
I don' seen and did it all in that corner house
Strapped, sold crack, sold weed, flew packs out
We don' seen and did it all in that corner house

Aye reflecting back was too poor to go shopping
Now we blowing racks wardrobe don't fit my closet
Yeah we was in that corner spot outta pocket
Robbed a plug for a profit me and TLoc stayed locking
We had the same birthday just a different optic
2 years apart so we ain't realize it
I went to highschool with big NiNo we both comets
Seen 'em put a nigga to sleep though with no conscience
No socializing tight grill without the barbecue
Lemmie and my brother was friends but they argue too
Like brothers always do
Who in the car with you
I was in the corner building
Nigga apartment 2
Glock 19 stick like a 42
Squeeze on him get to peeling like it's orange juice
Hit a killer in his body knock his arms loose
Made it through some long nights with a short fuse

I remember I use to live in the corner house
On 89th and Normandie they use to point me out
Music banging at the stop light while we going out
I don' seen and did it all in that corner house
Strapped, sold crack, sold weed, flew packs out
I don' seen and did it all in that corner house
Strapped, sold crack, sold weed, flew packs out
We don' seen and did it all in that corner house
Strapped, sold crack, sold weed, flew packs out (Meet me at the corner, I'm on 89th and Normandie)
I don' seen and did it all in that corner house
Strapped, sold crack, sold weed, flew packs out (Meet me at the corner, I'm on 89th and Normandie)
We don' seen and did it all in that corner house
(Meet me at the corner, I'm on 89th and Normandie)
(Meet me at the corner, I'm on 89th and Normandie)

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