Lud Foe - In and Out lyrics

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Lud Foe - In and Out lyrics

[Intro:] Aye, b**h Outwest 290 sh** n***a You know how im rocking n***a Get yo guns up, Get yo funds up You on that opp sh**, Get mop stick b**h No Hooks, Aye 4CH Solid Gang, Catch a body gang Aye, Aye, Aye [Verse 1: Lud Foe] I dropped out of school Started selling dog food Catch the biggest pistol even though i was a small dude I'll get your block hot 50 Shots out this AK You diss on my name, you get smoked on the same day We do a hit, We hit your block the same way You n***as broke, Tell me how yall wanna gang bang Ridin' Round with two baby ninas I feel like Max Payne Serving Caine, Baby i'm trapping I'm selling everything I gotta watch my back I know these n***as out to get me So i bought a mac You better know i got it with me Bag on ya head, On ya head It's a mill ticket Stuntin' On these n***as They don't like it gotta deal with it He pillow talked the b**h You know she still let me hit it Pistol to the party Security let me in with it I [?] The Glock, b**h i'm heuy With this F&N I cruise up the block, While im listening to many men If you a opp, we gone put this hot sh** on you I got 30 shots, Make me put this mop stick on you Laser beam, Make you think chicken pox was on you You get robbed, Now we going in them pockets on you He a plug but he snitching He put sockets on you I love f**ing thick b**hes I f** skinney b**hes too Love riding 26's, Ride 24's too Homicide would you take a life? Would you really shoot? You on some tough sh**, We on some young sh** Let us through 100 n***as jump you Thats 200 feet stomping you Treat a n***a like he ricky, Make me put this pump to you Went from recording out the closet room And using Fruity Loops Me and Kid Wonder [?] Always had juice Let this tec loose All up in your head like moose I got my [?] '45 catch you on some drunk sh** I collect checks from these hoes On my don Juan sh** Got that check f**ed it off, like it really wasn't sh** Alot of n***as run they mouth They dont really run sh** You ain't did what i did b**h you never done sh** I'm smoking goat piss That sh** that have me high in one hit You wanna rap beef, and tell fairy tails bout me Real street n***a, i got all the k**ers round me Fake a** n***a, how could you be real aroud me And if im hungry b**h You better not eat a meal aroud me Hard shells hit your Soft Shells, now you ground beef Flipping work, It do cartwheels when its round me She can't swim She gone f** around and drown round me Im the center n***as can't get a rebound round me Alot of p**y n***as tryna' smile When i come around But they smiles turn upside down when im not around Cruising tough behind the '10 Load the pistol in my reef Better hustle like your broke If you don't chew a leash Put some muscle in your grind, down the line you'll see I was young, always kept a [?] On the side of me Leaving school every second, just to go and serve a P I had good grades cuz i used to sell my teacher weed Put the Dre Beats on, Then i hit the studio Spitting straight dope [?] On a blow Baby imma pimp I break out the laws on a hoe f** her once then get ghost Go AWOL on a hoe Heavy traffic, so i put some berkeley bars on the door '22 Glock loaded up with 22 shots For this knot b**h i scrapped up every angle in the pot All these rap n***as actors Always claiming sh** they not Picked my boogers So my bankroll covered up with snot She ain't love me, But She love me now Cuz im getting Guop Since in getting funds Hoes say i'm acting funny now All my n***as rob, boy you better not pull your money out Reached in and had them thought i was gone pull the bunny out It's a hot car Only drive it when its sunny out They was laughing at me I dont think they think its funny now Black and yellow bumble bee I parked it at my honey house b**h i'm from chicago, I be all across the country now Sleeping on a palet when i lived in granny house I had ambition and tuition to make it out It was rough for me Other rappers took the safter route Being Hard Headed really Made me wanna listen now Thinking bout the sh** i could've had but i was missing out Old heads lay some knowledge on you, if you hear it out Say the game should be sold But to me they give it out Call my plug for the birds, he gone bring the pigeons out Used to have a girlfriend I f** plenty women now Im not a many men I won't give a hoe a minute now At my trap house, dope feinds running in and out