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lirik lagu dolla - cornel high school

yeah…
knowimtalkinbout?
i’m a street n~gga boy, thats fact
the gang, konvict…
i graduated from corner high…
atlanta, georgia

[hook]
i graduated from corner high
where them teachers don’t teach
gotta learn your own lessons in the streets
i graduated from corner high
any time you want try, i’m right here set that ass on fire
i graduated from corner high
where them students trap good
earn stripes posted up in the hood
i graduated from corner high
young n~ggas do or die
anytime you welcome to sw~ng by
i graduated from corner high

[verse 1:]
i graduated from corner high
at thе top of my class
hard white rock smash, in a bottle of glass
i’m on top of my cash
give a f~ck bout a badgе
crash come, i ain’t tripping. i hide the work & the stash
i just lost my last, i’m tryin get back
500 on an ounce plus a double up sack
homies told me youngin stack, and save money for a lawyer
i got bad spendin habits plus i’m close to paranoia
ive been loyal to the streets so they love me round here
tryna pay me, f~ck n~gga it get ugly round here
from the city of the strippers, the home of the brave
just another young n~gga trappin tryna get paid
[hook]
i graduated from corner high
where them teachers don’t teach
gotta learn your own lessons in the streets
i graduated from corner high
any time you want try, i’m right here set that ass on fire
i graduated from corner high
where them students trap good
earn stripes posted up in the hood
i graduated from corner high
young n~ggas do or die
anytime you welcome to sw~ng by
i graduated from corner high

[verse 2:]
class of 06′
10th grade i was paid with a whip
hand a bad yella b~tch, young country losta
some try impala with my pistol and my holster
mama raised a soldier, f~ck it i’m a general
i stand up and p~ss you n~ggas quite like woman do
the choppa got his own f~ckin mind he be trippin
if i catch you n~ggas slippin and i’m goin on a mission
listen up and pay attention
your kids gone come up missin
gotta learn to hold your own out here in devils kitchen
listen up and pay attention
your kids gone come up missin
gotta learn to hold your own out here in devils kitchen
[hook]
i graduated from corner high
where them teachers don’t teach
gotta learn your own lessons in the streets
i graduated from corner high
any time you want try, i’m right here set that ass on fire
i graduated from corner high
where them students trap good
earn stripes posted up in the hood
i graduated from corner high
young n~ggas do or die
anytime you welcome to sw~ng by
i graduated from corner high

[verse 3:]
i’m from the school of hard knocks
no daddy i was raised of pots
the thug sh~t is in me, i ain’t lyin this is me
i don’t fold under pressure i’m a godd~mn g
get the .40 off the dresser cus these n~ggas here fony
smilin in my face like my motherf~ckin homie
but n~gga you don’t know me (ah~ha!) if you tough you gotta show me
you n~ggas is boulogne i do dirt all by my lonely
if i feel like you owe me, i’m knockin at yo door
with that hammer on my side nail that ass to the floor
better act like you know
call the lieutenant graduated corner high
i’m with the mothaf~ckin bidnnes

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