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Zachary John Brodak
Zachary John Brodak
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Lyrics

He was once a thug from around the
He was once a thug from around the
He was once a thug from around the
Thug from the, th-thug from the, thug from the-thug
Come around my way
You know where I stay
I got dope, I got smoke
But you know you gotta pay
Watch how you talk bitch
Watch how you actin'
Who I end up catchin'
You stay lackin', you not packing
Let’s not get into it
I’m under the influence
And those who know I do it
Don’t want beef when it come to it
I'm the type of killa
Trick ya grandma for skrilla
I'ma keep it realer
See you frontin' a lot
I'ma twisted muthafucka, you pretending you not
I got hate for all you suckas tryna take what I got
I’m smokin' orange
Koko
Scooby
Doobies
Barb
Hit the carb
Wit GMO mixed all into it
He was once a thug from around the way
He was once a thug from around the way
He was once a thug from around the way
He was once a thug from around the
We goin' overseas
They throwing us the cheese now
We goin' where we please
And every show we makin' Gs
I'ma ripper
Young skipper
I wanna rock twisted sister
I’m pouring up foreign mixtures
That private stock candy sizzurp
If you wanna rock with grave
Then you gotta fuckin' pay
Do not speak upon the name
If you don’t know what we claim
Fuckin' with the set
You have to protect
Grave still after necks
Ain’t takin' disrespect
Nothing come for free
It ain’t worth it cheap
It ain’t what you see
If you don’t see double Gs
I still got guala, heavy
2 Impalas and a Chevy
Box frame double lanes
And I’m still collecting steady
Come around my way
You know where I stay
I got dope, I got smoke
But you know you gotta pay
Come around my way
You know where I stay
I got dope, I got smoke
But you know you gotta pay (pay)
Written by: Zachary John Brodak
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