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ace of swords - dj muggs x rome streetz lyrics

you n*ggas could try as hard as you want
never f*ck with me
stupid

[verse 1]
ayo
seen a gram of dope turn to [?]
street’ll leave you poisoned with no anecdote
put me in a group with you n*ggas, bet i come out with a shearling coat
all you n*ggas sleep sheep, my aim’s to flood the world with smoke
high quality, specialize in slidin narcotic policy
swear my life is like the odyssey
came up from when i barely even had a pot to pee
now i got this sh*t on lock and key
had the hegemon block cl!ckin, doin deals like it’s dollar tree
far as the music, swear ya muli’s made a mockery
my sh*t, they love it like it’s new technology
them other dudes defective duplicates movin sloppily
bishop’s in, gon’ do me like raheem and steal
fake friends is worse than five enemies
it be the ones you feedin meals
f*ck the hood, i’m tryna see brazil
blowing ganja with a freak on a hill, for real

[hook x2]
bubble, don’t think everybody love you
do what you do but always keep your money movin subtle
was a reckless youth that always got in trouble
had to tussle
get the pieces to the motherf*ckin puzzle, n*gga
[verse 2]
ayo
turned all of my nights of livin rapid to a insta classic
use what i had and put it together like [?]
now i’m linked with muggs, the track bump like bad skin
break out performance, y’all dormant, i’m tapped in
connected like bluetooth, to get the pies flew through
hoes blew the dice and scream “daddy, need new shoes”
i move food, n*gga f*ck a youtube view (f*ck it)
went platinum off the product to pay the rent, and cop the prada (yeah)
my b*tch a model but she down to pop it like [?]
vow to let no snake in the grass divide us (never)
dip the bogie in the juice if they tryin to buy dust
they never gonna give, you gotta take it, slime rise up (rise up)
i wish big was able to slide in that truck (word)
and pac clapped the n*ggas in that caddie that was ridin up
sh*t’d be different, still i carry tradition
turned my dirt to gold, like water to wine for a christian
sent a j pay, my homie bought a scalpel in prison
down to rip anybody that front, that’s how he livin, n*gga

- dj muggs x rome streetz lyrics

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