John Muir
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John Muir
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Bellin' through the montherfuckin' street, y'all
Never had a montherfuckin' weed card
I'm down to flatline a nigga, never been soft
Bellin' through the montherfuckin' street, y'all
Bellin' through the montherfuckin' street, y'all
I was thirteen with my montherfuckin' heat, y'all
Nigga caught cases tryna take your fuckin' screen off
I could put your fuckin' life on the recall, uh, yeah
Lookin' for the bitches with the ass
Got an ice chain cause a nigga gettin' cash
Three different pagers blowin' up because I'm crackin'
Tryna turn a dollar to a million, ho, what's happenin'?
O-orange laces, for my shoestrings
Pistol on me, dope is in her g-string
Ridin' in my montherfuckin' Coupe-Ville
Hoover with my montherfuckin' locs still
Fig side niggas keep a dope fiend
Ghetto bird hit a kid like ghetto hoop dreams
Tryna strike me out before I finish school
I was just a square nigga 'till I took my 52, oh, yeah, ayy
Bellin' through the montherfuckin' street, John-ohn-ohn Muir
Bellin' through the montherfuckin' street, John-ohn-ohn Muir
We love, we go
We rise, we low
Our pride, we show
We love, we go
Bellin' through the montherfuckin' street, John
Tryna get this montherfuckin' weed off
Gang injunction tell me where we can't go
Shoot me in my back because my afro
Heard I got a stripe on my record then it's true
Cops effin' at my record, never told 'em what I knew
I was in my nigga car garage, yeah, I'm tryna shoot
I was out here sellin' dope at 14, what it do?
I was out here fuckin' hoes at 14, what it do?
I was ditchin' class, fifth grade, yeah, I'm Groovy Q
Ain't no biggy when the small nigga rob, gimme loot
Pop a nigga on his mom's porch, kill his brother too
Nigga lost his first fade nine years after school
Nigga tryna get the Js, blue Chucks sick as flu
Runnin' from the crash unit like my name was State Farm
On my nigga's handlebars tryna get our groove on, yeah
Bellin' through the mothafuckin' street, John-ohn-ohn Muir
Bellin' through the mothafuckin' street, John-ohn-ohn Muir
We love, we go
We rise, we low
Our pride, we show
We love, we go
Bellin' through the mothafuckin' street, y'all
B-B-Bellin', bellin', bellin' through the mothafuckin' street, y'all
B-Bellin' through the mothafuckin' street, y'all
Bellin', bellin' through the mothafuckin', bellin' street, y'all
B-Bellin' through the mothafuckin' street, y'all
Bellin', bellin', bellin'
B-Bellin' through the mothafuckin' street, y'all
Mothafuckin' street, street, street, John
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