blick - lp rambo lyrics
[hook]
bl!ck you up it’s crackin’ man
smoking kush in traffic, d-mn
rolling deep, packing man
bullets flying pakistan
he ain’t know we had it, d-mn
shorty so dramatic, d-mn
we the type to smoke your -ss they’ll find you in the attic man
6 star no jewish sh-t
i’m with all the foolishness
k!ll you over stupidness
pockets full of blues and sh-t
all that money on my head y’all boys better be stupid rich
build a wall and cool in it that’s all you bout to do with bricks
[verse one]
used to wake up shooting sh-t, seen that in a movie fl!ck
act a f-cking lunatic get laid down with a crucifix
we the type to put it in the raps and really do the sh-t
slow down think i’m losing it, my screw might be loosening
we move like a government, got my bl!ck stuttering
we saw you was mumbling, now you hearing thunder, d-mn
boa there go them stain gang n-ggas better take some cover, and
whole life i was suffering cold hearted shuttering
[hook]
bl!ck you up it’s crackin’ man
smoking kush in traffic, d-mn
rolling deep, packing man
bullets flying pakistan
he ain’t know we had it, d-mn
shorty so dramatic, d-mn
we the type to smoke your -ss they’ll find you in the attic man
6 star no jewish sh-t
i’m with all the foolishness
k!ll you over stupidness
pockets full of blues and sh-t
all that money on my head y’all boys better be stupid rich
build a wall and cool in it that’s all you bout to do with bricks
[verse two]
wolfing for a gang but really you ain’t on none of that
goofy think he god might have him crossed like the son of that
more bullets than you’d ever f-cking dream here
you want some movie sh-t might turn you to a premier
opp -ss disciples more like jesus’ disciples huh
stepped in the field and you knew you wasn’t like this huh
boy my n-ggas serious they love to move mysterious
poking at the opps everyday them n-ggas furious
my jewelry is, nah i ain’t gone tell you bout my jewelry b-tch
i’m the type to send the opps a link make sure they hearing this
[hook]
bl!ck you up it’s crackin’ man
smoking kush in traffic, d-mn
rolling deep, packing man
bullets flying pakistan
he ain’t know we had it, d-mn
shorty so dramatic, d-mn
we the type to smoke your -ss they’ll find you in the attic man
6 star no jewish sh-t
i’m with all the foolishness
k!ll you over stupidness
pockets full of blues and sh-t
all that money on my head y’all boys better be stupid rich
build a wall and cool in it that’s all you bout to do with bricks
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