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[Rasaq] Ay, ay I'm not a good guy, Imma hood guy Get ya hair cooked fry, chook pie Good bye, and if I rap that besides the point Bout to take a nine and point, put a slug beside ya joint The size of a coin, inside of ya groin Have that boi on the ground, tryna find his loins And boing, we bouncin' like the bunny hop Twenties hop, niggaz stay lookin' money drops I got a mondays watch, tuesdays bracelet And the list goes all the way to sunday, biotch Million dolla man like ten divionte Get head from beyonce, my bread is my fioncay And I told her I don't got jiggas dollas But I'm that nigga holla, take this dick n swallow Ay, no disrespect little mama But this is my persauna, make brauds pause like I come to a comma Make lost paws when they come to the corner The block so hot, it's like they come to a sauna Nigga, ay I'm from where the niggaz crawl to get out Through the balla get out, row six six tall to get out Go to jail, and collect call to get out Fight they way out, till they arms will get out Nigga, ay ay pass me any beat My flow is like a hood rat, I'm nasty in these streets Letras de cancionesGlassy in these teeth, lookin' flashy on this beat I'm graspin' on the heat, ay catch me on the creep In the car top down, like it's showin' it's clevige I'm married to my foreign, but noone believes it Believe it, Rasaq on the block From Letras Mania