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by the load - rublow lyrics

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[intro]
(who made this godd*mn sh*t?)
ayy, blow
woo
(the beat)
i’m in this b*tch, i’m in the trap
i’m still in there

[chorus]
real n*gga first, livin’ by the code
papi send ’em in, get ’em by the load
waitin’ by the water, get it off the boat
we don’t break ’em down, sell ’em by the whole
playin’ with the profit, come and get your soul
sniper with me, got your head in a scope
beat his ass, put his head in the yoke
get ’em gone, that’s for playin’ with the dope
real n*gga first, livin’ by thе code
papi send ’em in, gеt ’em by the load
waitin’ by the water, get it off the boat
we don’t break ’em down, sell ’em by the whole
playin’ with the profit, come and get your soul
sniper with me, got your head in a scope
beat his ass, put his head in the yoke
get ’em gone, that’s for playin’ with the dope
[verse]
money and b*tches, it come with this sh*t
treat the rap like the trap, how i hustle this sh*t
cold heart, ain’t got no love for no b*tch
but if you see me with her, she smugglin’ sh*t
i’m in the trap tryna double this sh*t
tampa bay my city, i’m runnin’ this sh*t
two thousand pounds, need a ton of them sh*ts
monkey nuts hang from under the stick (hang from under the stick)
i really came from out of the mud, i prayed to god for a k and a plug
jumped off the porch, start slangin’ them drugs
i’m really havin’ my way with these bub
bad b*tch from the hood, she want my heart, but i’m too p
cold hearted on freeze, chain on zero degrees
i just be sellin’ these p’s, i ain’t never sellin’ no dreams
i got what you want, yeah, i got what you need, huh
blow got what you need (blow got what you need)
trap phone ring, ring, ring

[chorus]
real n*gga first, livin’ by the code
papi send ’em in, get ’em by the load
waitin’ by the water, get it off the boat
we don’t break ’em down, sell ’em by the whole
playin’ with the profit, come and get your soul
sniper with me, got your head in a scope
beat his ass, put his head in the yoke
get ’em gone, that’s for playin’ with the dope
real n*gga first, livin’ by the code
papi send ’em in, get ’em by the load
waitin’ by the water, get it off the boat
we don’t break ’em down, sell ’em by the whole
playin’ with the profit, come and get your soul
sniper with me, got your head in a scope
beat his ass, put his head in the yoke
get ’em gone, that’s for playin’ with the dope

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