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bruce banner - rizzie redd lyrics

keep playing with me
they shouldn’t get me angry in this b*tch
(feel like bruce banner)
hulk sh*t n*gga

must of forgot
i was really clocking on blocks
with a glock in my d*ckie pocket
eight ball of rock in my sock
a vanilla stuffed with the crop
and a styrofoam full of wok
as a youngin i couldn’t stop
we was leaning look like a boxer
sh*t that robitussin like water
we need it straight it from the doctor
the pistol nickel plated
the bullets made out of copper
you just lived around the ghetto
you ain’t cut like this
we could get a n*gga touched
not on no puff type sh*t
i’m talking pooh mask
two mags tucked type sh*t
i’m talking better leave a will
for who you love typе sh*t
i know crips that politic
on some trump type sh*t
and they ain’t donating plasma
whеn they asking what your blood type is
they don’t bang colors
more like the neighborhood
and still will grab a p*ssy
and get em f*cked like the bang brothers
on go checking off every name
that the gang utters
a few ops mouth
gone make a n*gga bring that tool box out
hammer
in my pants i don’t want to blam her
red
dot check a n*gga like a scanner
hawk
swipe a n*gga head like a scammer
beast boy
in these streets i go bruce banner
north
n*gga i came from a cold region
block
n*gga we was out there all evening
ops
we gone k!ll em till the scores even
period
we popping p*ssies till they all bleeding

you just lived around the ghetto
you ain’t cut like this
we could get a n*gga touched
not on no puff type sh*t
bro seen the hoe n*gga outside
if the b*tch n*gga slipped
bet he still wouldn’t slide

im in the whip
foot on the gas
gun on my lap
shawty playing with her uhhh
while my thumb in her ass
she biting her lip
suddenly start sucking my shhh
grinding the pepper like chill
do you want us to crash
100 on the dashboard flash forward
law in the rearview
trying to collect this cash reward
or rizzie head on a sword or a swizzle
if i bring this order to the law will the lord forbid em
or forget em or commend em
or forgive em for this all forbiddens
walking round with a snub nose
up north we love those
how you n*ggas tucking a
thirty clip in them snug clothes
i think i’m stuck in the early 2000s
real rap sh*t n*gga f*ck a stylist
black hoodie sweatpants i’m comfortable
disrespect a n*gga fam we gone come for you
the pistol popping the pot popping
her p*ssy popping
don’t stop riding she hop up on it and pop lock it
n*ggas always popping gums
like they popping guns
i was popping b*tches cherries hurry
for they poppa come (hurry up)
oh that’s your b*tch
now she’s apart of the clique
f*ck is you saying
running through bands like we won a chip
but we ain’t playing f*ck with my dog
and i turn wick
then flip the script
i see ya dog then i turn vick
you just lived around the ghetto
you ain’t cut like this
we could get a n*gga touched
not on no puff type sh*t
bro seen the hoe n*gga outside
if the b*tch n*gga slipped
bet he still wouldn’t slide
you just lived around the ghetto
you ain’t cut like this
we could get a n*gga touched
not on no puff type sh*t
type sh*t
i should expose n*ggas
way before my kids i was a cold n*gga
you turned 21 and started pole gripping

i ain’t lying yall some n*ggas we just can’t believe
check my bio i’m a grinder like a ham and cheese
you just p*ssy i could tell from ya family tree
how ya get in some beef and ya man just leave
then he get in the booth and that man deceive
yall ain’t giving out pain n*gga yall receive
keep 2 k’s b*tch you better turn off fatigue
we hold a r2 you it’ll get hard to breathe

(you just lived around the ghetto you ain’t cut like this)
i kept a
hammer
in my pants i don’t wanna blam her
red
dot check a n*gga like a scanner
hawk
swipe a n*gga head like a scammer
beast boy
in these streets i go bruce banner
north
n*gga i came from a cold region
block
n*gga we was out there all evening
ops
we gone k!ll em till the scores even
period
we popping p*ssies till they all bleeding

money hungry yeah i’m getting it
i had a hundred broads stripping
hustle hard through the fall need a printer
p*ssy n*ggas gone hate all winter
oh uh uh f*ck i need a land with a lake in it
a couple v’s overseas with the race engine
ratchet classy pretty face women
hop up in the back seat put my face in it
oh uh uh

- rizzie redd lyrics

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