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Eww Lyrics - Artist : Lud Foe
[Lud Foe:]
Niggas ain't know shit, you know how we rockin' nigga
YSN, Young Street Nigga bitch
Straight gang shit, out west 290 shit

I'm the stick-up man, jack boy, tryna' rob the dope man
Bullets make you tap dance, xans' make me slow dance
Did so many drills, broke the pin in my 4-5th
Blunt rollin', gun totin' niggas, we don't throw hands
VIP, I walk inside the club then I throw bands
She gave me a lap dance, but she ain't use no hands
Caught an opp, we blew 'em down, but we ain't use no fans
'74 Cutlass made him thought that I was an old man

[Cago Leek:]
Mini-van, hot-head, dread-head, Tarzan
Only ride new shit, Cago is a car head
Thick bitch, new shit, wettin' up my bed
Always a snitch nigga, tell 'em what I did
Why the fuck 'dis bitch nigga act like he a hard-head?
Over flat, I ain't tryin' to be around no Harley's
Magic trick, watch me whip this dope and make the carbon
Red bitch, I don't give no fucks if she was darkskin
We whip dope, we whip hoes, we whip foreigns, all that
Wrist cling, ear cling, neck cling, all that
50 in this Mac, go brrrrratt, he caught all that
Skeet all in her face, not her back, she caught all that

[Lud Foe

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