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threatened - ronrontheproducer lyrics

[intro: drakeo the ruler]
i can never find these n*ggas, they playing possem
brought the double r to the club, the snakes is watching
you should see my face right now, the jakes is with him
the homie brought the k to the club, but late as ever
i just did my thing in the club, i made the weather
see n*ggas got they chains in the club, my chains is better
let her in, girl, she gon’ f*ck me, would you let her?
i’m telling you the numbers you seeing is 5 and 7

[chorus: drakeo the ruler]
now we in the club, you see us, didn’t you threaten us?
order 5 bottles of ace, b*tch, you letting us?
n*ggas mean muggin the gang, bring the stretchers out
i guess it’s time to bring the ryu teckon chop
now we in the club, you see us, didn’t you threaten us?
order 5 bottles of ace, b*tch, you letting us?
n*ggas mean muggin the gang, bring the stretchers out
i guess it’s time to bring the ryu teckon chop

[verse 1: drakeo the ruler]
time to bring the chops out, it’s a lotta opps out
what you talking ’bout? them n*ggas waiting outside
bro, you know they waiting in a line
saw you lift your wrist up, them n*ggas probably went blind
2500 for a table, is that fine?
talking ’bout it’s good, well come back another time
my b*tch trippin’, finna black another eye
i’m just playing, girl, you know n*ggas be lieing
[chorus: drakeo the ruler]
now we in the club, you see us, didn’t you threaten us?
order 5 bottles of ace, b*tch, you letting us?
n*ggas mean muggin the gang, bring the stretchers out
i guess it’s time to bring the ryu teckon chop
now we in the club, you see us, didn’t you threaten us?
order 5 bottles of ace, b*tch, you letting us?
n*ggas mean muggin the gang, bring the stretchers out
i guess it’s time to bring the ryu teckon chop

[verse 2: remble]
n*ggas acting like fat b*tches, are you precious?
i just checked the skeater in, ice, am i gretsky?
stripped another buster for bands and gecipes
i just coatched the whole team of hard hitters, with [?]
don’t run up on us, we’re not regular
we carry big daddies and fatties, plus our teches are full
give me that ghost gun, here’s a better tool
glock 19 x, with the extras to it
remble

- ronrontheproducer lyrics

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