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black widow - rome streetz & daringer lyrics

[intro: westside gunn]
griselda
brrt, ayo

[verse 1: westside gunn]
i got samples on my feet, they ain’t even made a box yet (uh*uh)
ruger check, glock check
marni mock neck, sh*t was all a process (ah)
i’m out in malbay smokin’ back to back, jah bless (ba*da*ba*ba)
it’s the scorpion king, the glorious things

never catch me off my deen (uh*uh)
the duffle bag was celine, my b*tch selena bad
so bad, she don’t sing, she don’t cook, she don’t clean (uh*uh)
body on the front porch, i seen his spleen (boom*boom*boom*boom*boom*boom*boom*boom!)
on the ring, in the messhall with coke tales
featurеs with buck fifty’s and a rolls royce boat tail (skrrt!)
don’t ever comе across here frontin’
and get stumped out, 40 belows louis, i think we onto somethin’ (ah)

[interlude: rome streetz]
you think this is all
you think this is la la land, fam?
you think this is a play ting?
that’s on your f*ckin’ neck, uh
this is real sh*t, you know?
[verse 2: rome streetz]
fly new york sh*t, all these wh0res think i’m gorgeous (uh*huh)
who you thought was raw as a bum i wipe the floor with? (these n*ggas washed)
champ like the nature boy, my figure four flawless
before rap, tape his boy, scam and gettin’ off sh*t (what?)
i turn your tape off if i ever come across it (f*ck outta here!)
yellow tape, off your corner, have him lightin’ torches (blow*blow)
born with the gift of the game, i wasn’t taught this
it’s a bomb on my train of thoughts, stay cautious
to get different effects, i had to switch to causes
change the course, i went from court to tours rockin’ kaws kicks (aha)
flashy, we not the same, i’ve been a vip
a rapper, but i clap you like chi*ali (grrt)
you know the st**z, if it ain’t paper, c*ck sucker, beat it
i’ve never seen y’all n*ggas fly and a b*tch i needed (haha)
conceited, top seated, it cost guap to see this
all these n*ggas is my seeds, but they ain’t got my g*nius
i wash all of them dirty n*ggas, take ’em to the cleaners (ah)
cds come with a syringe, take it intravenous

[outro: rome streetz]
‘f*ck out of here

- rome streetz daringer lyrics

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