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barrio - konrad oldmoney lyrics

(spanish)
i win more and more, i, i , i win more and more, oi
i win more and more, i, i , i win more and more, oi
i win more and more, i, i , i win more and more, oi
i win more and more, i, i dance to the rhythm of my heart x2

past trauma made me into what youʼd call a monster
imma a product of the horrors that this cold world has to offer i be litty off the cbd
little bit of thc
mix it wit the liquor got me thinkin im a g.o.d
holy water father bless the tap
ainʼt a fan of rappers dressed in ——
ate his food and left we dine and dashed
ainʼt nothin left but u can check for scr*ps

(spanish)
i win more and morе, i, i , i win more and more, oi
i win more and morе, i, i , i win more and more, oi
i win more and more, i, i , i win more and more, oi
i win more and more, i, i dance to the rhythm of my heart x2

god i feel amazing n*gga raging
up inside these cityʼs mazes ripping stages getting faded at my neighbors crib we drinking shots from tequila shakers think iʼm wasted
wolves out and the rums red
bunch of mothaf*cka warriors versus undead
b*tch you looking at the new me evolution at its best every verse i write is acid raining down on doubters necks and iʼm creepin on ya like a wine spritzer
nah a n*gga ainʼt a wine sipper
all these n*ggas do is wine b*tchen
when iʼm pie flippen they side switching
i be prize winning when i flow, n*ggas know everybody know iʼve been a pro so imma be professional wit u
imma d*ck but iʼd never leave my t*st*cl*s wit u *(inaudible)* b*tches iʼm finessing these n*ggas
sh*tting on em i got gastro intestinal issues
its guerilla walk
(spanish)
i win more and more, i, i , i win more and more, oi
i win more and more, i, i , i win more and more, oi
i win more and more, i, i , i win more and more, oi
i win more and more, i, i dance to the rhythm of my heart x2

ayy you still in a bucket wit the crabs
i just hit a savage l!ck and secured a bag
n*gga yeah iʼm going ape again
moons lit let the blood shed
i was in the wood shed
cookin up some tune somethin stoopid
imma make em eat they words
swallow all the sh*t you talked
b*tch n*ggas bark but to shook to ever get involved now i gotta k!ll em all
it ainʼt nothin personal itʼs just business dawg real talk this gorilla walk gorilla walk
knuckles dragging b*tch
gorilla walk gorilla walk
knuckles dragging going

ape again ape again
knuckles dragging going ape again
ape again ape again
mothaf*cka this gorilla walk gorilla walk knuckles dragging b*tch
gorilla walk gorilla walk
knuckle dragging going
ape again ape again
knuckles dragging going
ape again ape again

- konrad oldmoney lyrics

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