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skelly man - lp rambo lyrics

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[hook]
i need to stop they say if they find one more body that’s enough
thats a bluff i pop his ass i pull the trigger let it buss
skelly man i’ll show you stuff like n*ggas tied up in the truck
65 my jersey number shoot like lillard in the clutch
thug n*gga did it all but never played with my nose
n*ggas tried to put a tag with my name on my toes
we could meet up with them sticks and just see how that sh*t go
whatever happens happens i dont give a f*ck i want his soul

[verse one]
like come here p*ssy watch me leave ya’ ass
never again see ya’ ass
i dont give a f*ck if he got kids hе dont need a pass
n*ggas f*ckin’ askin’ for my food when im eating last
nevеr let my brothers starve still told em that they need a bag
if that b*tch want smoke i bring so much he need a breathing mask
pray my cuz dont see ya’ ass he k!ll you with 50s wit mags
n*gga where you going? b*tch you dead no more growing
no more waking in the morning, he was faking, need to show it
and i heard your n*gga died and you was out there you disgrace me
promise on my life i never no stick on safety
had to tell my bae i need that sh*t cause n*ggas hate me
brodie asked me if i’ll cop the aug im thinking maybe
[hook]
i need to stop they say if they find one more body that’s enough
thats a bluff i pop his ass i pull the trigger let it buss
skelly man i’ll show you stuff like n*ggas tied up in the truck
65 my jersey number shoot like lillard in the clutch
thug n*gga did it all but never played with my nose
n*ggas tried to put a tag with my name on my toes
we could meet up with them sticks and just see how that sh*t go
whatever happens happens i dont give a f*ck i want his soul

[verse two]
play i swoop around yo sh*t if it’s up i’ll f*ckin’ down yo sh*t
always duck them motherf*ckers tell police get off my d*ck
n*gga told me he gone buss at me, say he huntin’ me
boy i got that soul reaper on me, please dont run at me
miss my n*gga vito i dont see his ass enough for me
i come from that place where we can’t never go out comfortably
they ain’t told you that they got so sticked up all because of me
i be plucking all them n*ggas off put them under me
yeah like how i run this sh*t been gone a while
yeah i like how all my boys been droppin’ music all the while
this flow been molded for some years you boys could never bite my style
if i catch him in the store say i won’t light him in the aisle

[hook]
i need to stop they say if they find one more body that’s enough
thats a bluff i pop his ass i pull the trigger let it buss
skelly man i’ll show you stuff like n*ggas tied up in the truck
65 my jersey number shoot like lillard in the clutch
thug n*gga did it all but never played with my nose
n*ggas tried to put a tag with my name on my toes
we could meet up with them sticks and just see how that sh*t go
whatever happens happens i dont give a f*ck i want his soul

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