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pix 11 - m.i.s. ron lyrics

[chorus 2x]
we put that boy in the new s like pix 11
and it’s still free the gang, free the choo, free 6 of 7
every chance that i get i [?] with some bigger weapons
i told brodie don’t trip we’ll soon blow up like 9/11

[verse]
they like “ron where you go? you’ve been slacking”
i ain’t slacking n*gga i’m relaxing
trapping, i’ve been tryna get the backends, working
really tryna make it happen
all these other n*ggas out here cappin acting
like they really out here trapping never
every beat i’m on i’m snapping wallin
it ain’t hard to see thе talent (gang, gang gang)
i’m on the black with the strap
n*ggas know that i rap so i gotta movе cautious
we him him once and he forfeit
big m.i.s we are not for the losses
losses, baby come step in my office
roll up the runts you can hear me i’m coughing
coughing, i got a plug his name is austin
hit up the bunk then we going to boston
we really do this sh*t often
step in designer i drip like a faucet
i really got her exhausted
i beat it up and i ain’t have to force it
force it, now they see us in them porsches
horse in the front you can tell it’s a foregin
can’t wait til i’m finally touring
we get the bread and we split it in portions
all these b*tches be boring
hitting my line ion know why she calling
i be on call tryna ball
we can get his ass hit all it take is a call
we hit him him once and he fall
the bullets inside of him watching him crawl
he tried to get in the door
but instead he got sent to the room with the lord
my n*ggas really on go time
i keep a blixk but i ain’t gotta show mine
i spot an opp and its show time
up it and blow it two hands when i hold mine
them bullets shot in your whole spine
run up catch one to the neck like a clothesline
my b*tch is a baddie she’s so fine
she give me neck like a bow tie
[chorus 2x]
we put that boy in the news like pix 11
and it’s still free the gang, free the choo, free 6 of 7
every chance that i get i [?] with some bigger weapons
i told brodie don’t trip we’ll soon blow up like 9/11

- m i s ron lyrics

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