Excuse the Grammar, I’m a Ghetto Kid

Niggas that slam their dominoes loud, let you see copy
Beef copy Ox cut is making cheap choppy
Cherry coco, peña drip ’til your teeth sloppy
Hustlers become connects when they need papis
Lease a Honda, Chevy on the back block
Runnin’ routes with the bow bow in the stash box
When I speak it’s chop yaow, I’m a New Yorican
Calderon on the phone, I’m in the Lower East Side creepin’

 

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