[Hook]
Get your fix this is audio crack
n***as tryna make it out the hood, ain't no escaping the trap
Said I wasn't going back to jail but they taking me back
But I did what I did ain't no taking it back
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[Verse 1: HD]
Lost in a hurricane chicken on my membrane
Pulling them in the rain just to step up my (?) game
(?) guap make me move like the third lane
Goers can't get bird fed like you bird brains
When Boonts left that's when the Feds came
My hood locked in so they tryna say we gang bang
This ain't Watts, it's the Ice and we bread hunters
Scratched off the serial number now that's a Cold Gunna
I know you snitching how the boys got your phone number
You cup caking, infiltrating, on a n***a on the under
When it rains it pours then come the thunder
Jooging on the one-way with my n***a Bubba
Pouring n***as up syrup, n***a that I don't know get a shorty low gerb
I'm just trying to eat food so i'm working on my words
I'm still in the hood still working on the curb
Triffe b**hes work a n***as' nerve
I'm just trying to give Yee all she need and deserve
I hide my pain with the trees and the syrup
From all the triffe living cold hearted what it turned us
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[Verse 2: Lil Rod]
Another one for the streets this is Ice City poetry
Audio crack listen up and get a dose of me
Something wit a 30 bruh you know I keep it close to me
Gas you from a distance therefore there's no approaching me
Message to the streets we rocking in Ice City
Got shooters in the east and kiwi da beast with me
Jay Jonah locked in just say the word and it's libby
And if there's any problems i'll throw u out the semi (Lil Nuge)
And I ain't even tripping cause n***as be on some hating sh**
We getting money now y'all n***as be on that later sh**
f** the bullsh** b**h if you ain't trying to pay the kid
Chugging up the deuces cause what you talking irrelevant
Sipping purple medicine, cooking in my trap house
Backstreet dead-end 53rd trapped out
6-1 shotta rude boy with a bad mouth
Dope boy, stomach full even in a drought
Thank You
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