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topic - rocky hound lyrics

[chorus: rocky hound]
n*ggas on go, we ain’t answering phone calls
like, i still can’t believe why they talk for
on drills, telling bro turn his phone off
spot a opp, put the beam on the glock, he a bozo
roscoe, benji, ray
like, i’m steady facing this sh*t
i don’t know why they playing and sh*t
when i spin they block, i be spraying this sh*t
like, why n*ggas talking on dotty? (bnuk)
like, pull up, we gonna do him like notti
i call up jay, cause i know that he flocking
me and sprinkles on court, we gonna go on this high speed
i don’t f*ck with the bs but you know who beside me
free the guys, throw up o just for lefty
jay rundown got caught in the store, n*gga got it
he was just a nice kid, n*gga stay on that topic

[verse 1: sprinklez]
and she my wife, touch her and you dead
like, i bring the gang when i bend
getting money, no time to pretend
i’m standing on business, i said what i said
keep a 9 on my side if i see me a opp
leave him unconscious and bl**dy on his block
free jah, got booked with the knocks
and i get to the money, the name of my block
i don’t gotta diss to make sure we get even
i got the beam, i don’t know if he seen it
talk on don, you get sent up to jesus
if that b*tch got the drop on my head, then i’m leaving
i ain’t passing the blunt, cause that lil n*gga feinding
hollows hit him, he think that he sleeping
i be doley, ain’t no double teaming
when i’m in the stu sipping lean, i be leaning
[verse 2: ejay bandz]
why is lil jay on our d*ck when we bent?
like, ray got hit in his head
i see a makk on that block, now he dead
been blitzing at opps since the day i was 10
like, run up on me, i’ma empty the knocka
on sev, tryna catch me a flocka
she in love, she add me to her rasta
keep a sweep by my side, what the f*ck is a mopper?
like, please do not diss on the gang
most of y’all n*ggas got turned to a strain (oh my god)
free jah, he been putting in pain
yeah i’m from the 2, but the g be the gang
mad dead opps, i’m smoking on ray
i’m tucking the gun, come out and let’s play
he get hit if he acting insane
nbbz get turned to a*

[verse 3: j rollaxk]
grrah boomm
it’s that jr da jet n*gga
i’m gonna talk my sh*t yu heard?
why the f*ck these n*ggas try bending me?
jay rundown n*gga is a bummy neek
i ain’t never get beat in the pen why you lying?
if that’s true then i never touched a gun
spin through norris tryna catch me a gzzly
im dubbin’ that sh*t e4n i’ma blast for my guys
lil boy nez got poked now he in the sky
leave em dead on that bench like a fly
wooavek i’m spinnin’ through they side
[chorus: rocky hound]
n*ggas on go, we ain’t answering phone calls
like, i still can’t believe why they talk for
on drills, telling bro turn his phone off
spot a opp, put the beam on the glock, he a bozo
roscoe, benji, ray
like, i’m steady facing this sh*t
i don’t know why they playing and sh*t
when i spin they block, i be spraying this sh*t
like, why n*ggas talking on dotty? (bnuk)
like, pull up, we gonna do him like notti
i call up jay, cause i know that he flocking
me and sprinkles on court, we gonna go on this high speed
i don’t f*ck with the bs but you know who beside me
free the guys, throw up o just for lefty
jay rundown got caught in the store, n*gga got it
he was just a nice kid, n*gga stay on that topic

- rocky hound lyrics

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