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steady rock - rlsg kd lyrics

[intro: rmc mike]
b*tch

[verse 1: rmc mike]
i’m in the lab with the gang, pouring 8’s up
i’m sick and tired of all these n*ggas wearing fake buffs
i told danny hit my line for a shape up
i’m my own boss, i ain’t never took a pay cut
oh you got a thousand grams of [?] n*gga, say what?
i got a hundred grams of hard, i just made up
we gon’ take this sh*t over ten, f*ck the k up
shoot [?] for a lay up
i got some [?] on me, told you i need [?]
lil bro got boles for 23 like he [?]
and i got some hoes selling weed like it’s avon
my young dawg all about his green like [?]
22 hoes came [?] me, i feel like [?]
[?] if you want my b*tch, you gotta take mine
[?] step on this brick at least eight times
we only selling 20 rocks or better, i hate dimes[?]

[verse 2 ?]
married to the game, i ain’t never wore a tux
my fiend came to the spot with like eight bucks
last 30 minutes, we done smoked eight blunts
making love to this b*tch, but it’s really l*st
i got a play for eight hundred, so i’m in a rush
i got a [?] high tech in a small crush
and i got a pint of high tech that i [?] up
[?] in the kitchen, doing a cook up
he said he got a 60 inch, i told him pull up
he don’t know he getting a [?] when he pull up
my fiend got [?] high tech, i told him pull up
i’m a punch him dead in his sh*t, if it ain’t [?]
my fiend j.b. got [?]
i told him cut the grass friday, i don’t think he did
this n*gga call me with some [?] but i don’t think they his
told him [?] pull up at my crib

- rlsg kd lyrics

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