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top 3 - lp rambo lyrics

[hook: lp rambo]
why’d i pull up to your block and no one know you, huh?
”lp why’d you pull up” b-tch i thought i told you, huh?
wanna drop beef? we don’t drop beef
we just pop heat my b-tch tryna stop me
bankroll fresh these n-ggas is not street
dori asked who with these cap’ n-ggas, not me
at the top b, smoking top 3
don’t be mugging n-gga we ain’t with the plotting

[verse one: lp rambo]
we really took you by storm like wind gust, for every murder the feds tryna pin us
walk in the block party looking like king tut, walk in the block party you got your bling tucked
either way n-ggas can’t talk cause they been touched, these n-ggas no longer walk with they chin up
n-ggas still shouting my name bullets gone rain, have your -ss stuffed in a bin huh
b-tches in my house, gotta leave they phone alone
disrespect the set my n-gga won’t be going home
i see a cop car then i start shutting sh-t down like a rockstar mhmm
n-gga so versatile next day you n-ggas think i’m a popstar mhmm
my eye, so bl–dy, my cup, so muddy, my money so dutty yeah
my b-tch don’t love me, she wants no cuffing, wrapped up, no mummy
i’m not with the f-ckery, it’s getting ugly, it’s getting fugly
you n-ggas don’t run me, at n-ggas i’m gunning, shot n-ggas in public
blowing up like a bounce house
want it bad we could bounce out
like some lions we gone pounce out
we be taking n-ggas out out

- lp rambo lyrics

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