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no rules freestyle - blaklez & pdot o lyrics

[intro]
(young shaney jay, he the plug boy)

[verse 1: chad da don]
back on top of this b*tch, she know i’ma f*ck it raw
better than all of these b*tches, my chick better than yours
seven, eights, maybe sixes but my chick a ten or more
and she passed the test with all the ticks just like a nike store
can’t i lose my focus, puffin’ on a doja
i’m workin’, makin’ more hits, ’cause that’s what’s bring me closure
had a dream i copped some cribs, i can feel it gettin’ closer
did the most and upped the dosage
hunger turned me into a soldier, to a soldier
f*ck with me, it’s game over
if they do me like the last then they gon’ get f*cked over
bad b*tch, she on my sofa
tellin’ me to come get closer
want the weed ’cause she a smoker
l!ck her p*ssy then choke her
[chorus: chad da don, pdot o]
and the clip be fully loaded
hate on what we do, explosive
if they do they me like the last time, this time it’s gon’ be over
swear to god not even jokin’
’cause these other dudes are hopeless
catch your clique and then we smoke ’em (yii)
get you slidin’ these roaches (uh), we focused

[verse 2: pdot o]
bruce lee with the nunchucks
swiftly movin’ through the beat
sticky,got it rolled up, baby hold up, let me find my feet
really had to sober up, soldier does what he ought to be
still be tryna find a rapper hard as me, that’s hard to see
rollin’ with the best of them
what’s poppin’? baby, tell a friend
you next to kings, just seldom wear the crown but you can tell a flex
i’m ali with the roperdope
jesus with the holy ghost
marley with the holy smoke
i’m smokin’ on that potent dope
believe me, we cookin’ in the kitchen, see me on t.v
i still be, the greatest with the pen this sh*t is easy (haha, yhii)
got the clip ready and itchin’
we k!llin’, this is the spirit of a g, partner we winners
[chorus: chad da don, blaklez]
and the clip be fully loaded
hate on what we do, explosive
if they do they me like the last time, this time it’s gon’ be over
swear to god not even jokin’
’cause these other dudes are hopeless (hhm)
catch your clique and then we smoke ’em
get you slidin’ these roaches (ah yes), we focused

[verse 3: blaklez]
keaba rapalatsa, k’tshwere nyuk’ skimile mazakazaka
taba tsaka adya tlala strata mfana sa makala
ke trapa ke kata, k’tshwere jwala k’sasa s’tlamatlama
ke tshwere s’phalaphala, k’shapa thupa fela phalafala
ngwana tla keo chaele somethin’
wen’ o chipi ke le banzi
big dawg*o, call me ntjamtseng
phone call ao tshwere something
mfana tla o nthekele dampi, re tsube patje re be comfy
wena sa mpona ke le soh, ake batl’ go ipona kele lepantit’
feeling fantastic, you blow smoke, can’t match this
box out like cassius clay ‘tomson’, win matches
we try get mad rich ’cause we produce magic
your crew full of actors and they sk!lls is average

[chorus: chad da don]
and the clip be fully loaded
hate on what we do, explosive
if they do they me like the last time, this time it’s gon’ be over
swear to god not even jokin’
’cause these other dudes are hopeless
catch your clique and then we smoke ’em
get you slidin’ these roaches, we focused

- blaklez pdot o lyrics

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