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no drill - rizzy rackz lyrics

[verse 1: rizzy rackz]
let em try to take me out the game imma let it blow
n*ggas trynna claim all my fame they can’t be me though
i just been too humble think they blinded by my humbleness
i just kept it solid even when these n*ggas fumble it
fold em up roll em up skirted off and throwed em up
what happen to all them bags that you had b*tch i sold em up
i dont really f*ck wit all that rappin bout that k!llin sh*t
they ain’t sayin much they just make it rhyme a lil bit
doing all that drilling n*gga tell me what it benefit
you bust a lot of guns but you ain’t turning roun no profit
keep the money coming i could do it in my sleep b*tch
real hustler spirit i can turn you up just peep this
make sure the sh*t good whatever you got cop up
sell all that sh*t & you bet not spend one buck
flip again flip again flip again flip again
do it again do it again do it again and do it again
next thing you know you be sitting on a mit
now you can move how you wanna move hoodrich
i ain’t trynna preach too much im telling n*ggas what it is
real is the reality i live this sh*t its too real
got it out the mud baby playin in the field
went from pitchin lil dubs to paying all the bills

[chorus: rizzy rackz]
hm hm flip again
hm hm flip again
hm hm hm do again
hm hm hm do again
flip again flip again flip again flip again
do it again do it again do it again & do it again
flip again flip again flip again flip again
do it again & do it again do it again & do it again
[verse 2: big razo]
ima give it to you raw
ima tell it like it is
i can’t tell you sh*t i saw
and won’t tell you sh*t i did
see we was running from the law
where i’m from we call them pigs
we get em in & get em off
double up & make a flip
now turn that double into trips
road running taking trips
sacrifices taking risk
girl clothes take a sniff
stayed down hopped in my bag
now we finna get rich
now we finna go cray
now we finna go schiz
i come from a side of town
where young n*ggas riding around
with glocks with extendos clips
equipped lot rounds
looking for trouble saw a opp & then shot em down
we from the jungle where lions snakes & the tigers found
i use to hustle prescription drugz & lots of pounds
one false moves and lose
get push right out of bounds
one foot in one foot out
ima sending em outta town
do it again then do it again
gotta make my rounds
[chorus: rizzy rackz]
hm hm flip again
hm hm flip again
hm hm hm do again
hm hm hm do again
flip again flip again flip again flip again
do it again do it again do it again & do it again
flip again flip again flip again flip again
do it again & do it again do it again & do it again

- rizzy rackz lyrics

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