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Sellin Dat Shit

Bobby Fishscale


(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)

Aye, some people say I'm wrong for sellin' that shit
But sellin' that shit how I paid my mama rent
Some people say I'm wrong for sellin' that shit
But sellin' that shit how I used to feed my jit

Aye, I done sold that shit to my own family
I done let a jug role hard in a Grabber leaf
They don't like it off the stem
so they like to sneak and geek
I done let a powder head, snort it straight up off a key
If I didn't sell that shit, I wonder, where the fuck I be?
I probably be smoking that shit
'cause either you sell it or geek
I watch my dog hit that shit one time
it took the hustle out that boy
He thought that he was smoking Molly
but it was synthetic boy
I choose to sell it, not to smoke it
now I'm out here livin' large
You got caught with a pistol that is a unbeatable charge
I used to take that dope to school
I used to keep it in my shoe
I used to sell that shit to make sure
that my whole family had food

Aye, some people say I'm wrong for sellin' that shit
But sellin' that shit how I paid my mama rent
Some people say I'm wrong for sellin' that shit
But sellin' that shit how I used to feed my jit

The first pair of J's I got, bitch, I bought 'em on my own
Bitch, I bought 'em on my own off of selling crack stones
Ain't no food at the house, I don't want to go home
It's too hot off in that bitch 'cause the lights ain't on
This bitch started off trapped out now it's a pain song
We used to get froze Pizza Hut pizza from James Jones
Bitch, I know this shirt dirty, I'ma still put it on
This that shirt cost a band, you know that's the one I want
Bitch, my dog brother used to buy him Ree's every week
I was wearing some shit that my cousin gave to me
I was wearing size eights, when I was a size three
I was an 18 in the waist, tying up them 33s
I used to hate being poor, but it turned me into a beast
I think I got more dope charges than Big Meech
Left the streets with a nine, came back with a B
Me and Young go hard like Terry & Big Meech
Lotta niggas out here ain't wanna see us eat
They was crabbing with the plug on the clean and the tree
Then we got our own plug and then we sold up the streets
My grandma walk so fucking much she had soles on her feet
Every time I drop a flow
I put my soul on the beat (Soul on the beat)

Some people say I'm wrong for sellin' that shit
But sellin' that shit how I paid my mama rent
Some people say I'm wrong for sellin' that shit
But sellin' that shit how I used to feed my jit

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