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sk gang - lp rambo lyrics

[intro]
nah, dead f*ckin’ ass
i ain’t even lying, it’s tha cousins for real
it’s not a drill you getting drilled
you know, mr.bousins? nah b*tch
it’s tha cousins for real, you get me?
it’s not a drill, you getting drilled b*tch

[hook]
n*ggas street n*gga counterfeit, foenem be surrounding sh*t
k!lled him ’cause he muggin’, i don’t want points we ain’t counting this
magazine on my counter b*tch, can’t lie i lost count of hits
f*ck boy, you ain’t down with this, watch who you encounter with
laughing ’bout that sk sh*t, leave your whole fam poutin’ b*tch
on it all day like we founded l!cks, six five a red fountain, b*tch
n*gga, i don’t ever rest, i be high as that mountain, b*tch
no pole, you powerless, your block rep cowardice

[verse one]
runnin’ back and forth likе suicide, i ain’t smoke no flowers b*tch
crash out twin towеr sh*t, gang said they proud of six
once we in them cars i don’t know how you gettin’ out of this
beto loaded up, he ’bout to give your homies a shower, b*tch
on i*4 with this pole, i’m in traffic saving my soul
b*tch i’m blowing o’s i be smoking on some dro
n*gga french inhaling sh*t, b*tch it’s coming through my nose
all my problems, they be standing on the other side of my door
b*tch i be evolving, show you different sides of my flow
problem? n*gga solve it, show me how low you gone go
i be high observin’ i be posted on a plateau
and your dead bro getting rolled, n*gga come get some smoke
[hook]
n*ggas street n*gga counterfeit, foenem be surrounding sh*t
k!lled him ’cause he muggin’, i don’t want points we ain’t counting this
magazine on my counter b*tch, can’t lie i lost count of hits
f*ck boy, you ain’t down with this, watch who you encounter with
laughing ’bout that sk sh*t, leave your whole fam poutin’ b*tch
on it all day like we founded l!cks, six five a red fountain, b*tch
n*gga, i don’t ever rest, i be high as that mountain, b*tch
no pole, you powerless, your block rep cowardice

[verse two]
i can’t go to bed, dead opps in my head
i count bread and i count lead, i paid five racks for these threads
i’m going in but that’s nothing new, i’m never lackin’, but what about you?
looking for smoke it come out the roof
back in the day i was shopping at rue
n*ggas ain’t tryna join the feast, washed n*ggas really tryna compete
got the drop i ain’t going to sleep, ima circle round the spot ’till we meet
shooting stars emulate from the wrist, shooting stars don’t you fall off your feet
i go backwards i sew and i reap, sandman, put a n*gga to sleep
it couldn’t be clearer, you n*ggas just smoke and mirrors
six five sh*t, rip trigga, switch or not, it ain’t gone differ
seen my cousin die i shivered, bringing them n*ggas the smoke like a dealer
pop a n*gga let that simmer and this mac spit, last name miller

- lp rambo lyrics

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