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eddie - officialjmg, cloutgodkeon lyrics

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[chorus: cloutgodkeon]
like eddie guerrero i’m boutta hit the frog splash upsetti spaghetti forever running do the dash
ya father ya brother ya motha got a toe tag
and if you not careful i put you in a body bag
they hear the things i’m saying and they just saying geeze
just like they had asthma i make these n*ggas weeze
i am the inspiration i’m what they wanna be
never doubt tho these n*ggas be under me

[bridge: jmg]
me and all my homies know your
address
i can’t speak about it
in a week there gon be madness
all i’ll say is practice what you preach
you gon get creamed
but it’s peachy like 1, 2, 3
we all know you ain’t about it
you wouldn’t like me when i get roudy
j like ronda rousey, f*ck around
and meet the guy who did your f*cking housing. i’m so loudly

[verse 1: cloutgodkeon]
i’m dangerous. like a tornado oncoming weather
i great at this. way that a spit it wrote with a feather
hey, stealin ya money robbin ya pockets
hey, lie to ya face you can not stop it
base, all in my voice when i am talkin
break, all of ya bones for flexing ya wallet
get, yo b*tch out my face i do not want her
cape, i am your hero evil i’ll stop it (b*tch)

[chorus: cloutgodkeon]
like eddie guerrero i’m boutta hit the frog splash
upsetti spaghetti forever running do the dash
ya father ya brother ya motha got a toe tag
and if you not careful i put you in a body bag
they hear the things i’m saying and they just saying geeze
just like they had asthma i make these n*ggas weeze
i am the inspiration i’m what they wanna be
never doubt thothese n*ggas be under me

[instrumental break]

[verse 2: jmg]
if you hear those footsteps
imma catch you fumbling
i wish you really would step
talking when you mumbling

i got sh*t to do
ain’t my fault that you’re a loser, check it
only time you got b*lls
is behind computer desks

jfk and i toss those
ain’t sh*t but a dime
i am such a lost soul
but i ain’t gonna cry

cuz i’m running out of time like runners
run and muster up
and dip and dust up hills and such
antartica’s my newest sl*t

i do or die, my shooters’ pride
and i and do as such
man you can’t surpass me
even in my bluest month

and trust me i know better than anyone
that snitching is a f*cking sin
but them dudes you call your friends
tried to f*ck your kin

[chorus: cloutgodkeon]
like eddie guerrero i’m boutta hit the frog splash
upsetti spaghetti forever running do the dash
ya father ya brother ya motha got a toe tag
and if you not careful i put you in a body bag
they hear the things i’m saying and they just saying geeze
just like they had asthma i make these n*ggas weeze
i am the inspiration i’m what they wanna be
never doubt tho (pause) these n*ggas be under me

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