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patrolling tha streetz - nish the conqueror lyrics

i don’t bend over moaning on a mic thats why they hating me, they won’t ever let me in the morherf*cking industry, i’ve been an underground legend ever since i turned eighteen, i knew the rap game was a hoe captain can you save me, have you seen all the stupid sh*t happening lately? in the hood mace and guns get pulled around babies, but the news covering hawk tuah, onlyfans and a lazy, lifestyle get wild, sell your soul for cash pilеs, raise a little trash child, fast dial your mom cuz that b*tch is a cash cow, grab out the pack now and stick it in thе ass foul, hit it for like an hour she smoked some grabba then went ahead to go and pass out, i hit it a second time cuz she had her pants out the rap game’s a b*tch i’m boutta beat it like ike turner

yea i’m that young f*ck who put buck shots inside the bus stop, you must not get caught slipping my 12 gauge bust hot, we l*st pots and pans for fiends to get cut rock, and get profit that leaves families in much shock
i told you man i’m the greatest on these verses, and if you pay for it i’m dropping gems just like purses, if you want it free then you’ve gotten dirt sh*t, and even that one will hit harder than my first b*tch, i’m just that legendary, i got the extra dairy, for the lactose, whack hoes and vegetarians, f*ck a benz i been in the zone since two thousand ten, with the hen i’m sinning on my brothers carrying ‘round .9 m’s climbed in the mine of trap houses and dangerous men, with the raging pen the lead in it will get you sent to dead parents, but i’ll take ya ass back down to the street so i could smack that f*cken mouth the way you talking bout me, it’s young nish and i’m really out this yall won’t hear my name until dead rich, or found in a shed ditched

i was really out patrolling the streets
in the field but i ain’t wearing no cleats
the way the guns looked mesmerized me
now i’m tryna get my money and have a family

my aura lifted from smoking up in the dungeons, murderous bar tards shooting up the functions, live where there’s m’s, dui’s, hit and runs, split a nun, get that cl*t covered in my sticky cum, fist your mom with brass knuckles then take her kids for funds, extorting all the f*cken kids like international government, it’s that boy nish who hold his d*ck with the bl!ck, taking trips all the way around the world for business quick, fit this sh*t deep inside your throat i keep the thickest b*tch, ones that go crazy over me they like to rip my whip, with keys, b*tch please, thinking you could get me, but i keep another motherf*cken v inside rg, because these neechies grimey, shoot em like a hick now the crown just made me king cuz they tried me, now i won’t have to look behind, not doing time or fines , i’m sitting back home with my family for another crime, i rap tweaking ass sh*t like i just sniffed a line, matter fact a brick, this that sh*t, to f*ck an only fans b*tch, i’m throwing riots and i never even been on tour, i’m that little kid k!lling rappers born 2004, and after that, catch a rat lacking with my strap and turn em fast to a track star or an acrobat, attack a rap fat just like the asses that i slap, and i never cap rap cuz all my sh*ts from my brain everyday feels insane, fire down from the lane and i’m scarred from the pain, so i give it to others i gotta spread love, ecstasy powder sprinkled on choke spread slugs, yall was never selling drugs yall sold out the plug, i’m a pit bull to all these rapping pugs, this one’s for all my trapping thugs, who left the game to go find a pack of love, nish out the booth and i just keep on coming up run it up give me any beat and surely i could f*ck it up

cuz sometimes it’s hard just to get a little love out here

i was really out patrolling the streets
in the field but i ain’t wearing no cleats
the way the guns looked mesmerized me
now i’m tryna get my money and have a family

- nish the conqueror lyrics

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