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regulate - stefan goreé lyrics

[verse]
and i’m back, guess you can call me t.i. then
the god mc b-tch, i am that guy then
cats wanna be a goofy, send they -ss to disney
call the choppa liquor cause it can f-ck up your kidney
told yo hoe i got a bbc and being king is my occupation
call her anna faris cause she say she been waiting
i just pay the price if i feel the stakes are high
and i ain’t talking s-xuality but choppa make you go bye
all i talk is cheddar, but i’ll never rat a n-gga out
and ya should know better than to run ya muhf-ckin mouth
i come with rhymes back to back like a chanel sign
got so many bars like i am doing jail time
call fans kevin bacon, cause even they some sleepers
shots to the dome leave yo -ss deader than jeepers
i will smoke a n-gga, call me juicy j
npe we got shooters, i ain’t talking nba
i’m talking bout them real shooters like the nra
m-th-f-ckas take us for a game, gba
we pull them choppas out get on yo -ss and regulate
no h0m-, bullets got d-cks cause they penetrate
ahh, they leave you holy like yo b-tch -ss going to church
come talking -ssertive round me and get murked
since i made a couple bills, i feel like a duck
think i’m playing round put you in the dirt, i don’t give a f-ck
yo dream girl like a vacuum cause that hoe suck
when you see me find a horseshoe cause you out of luck
and naw, them trues ain’t gone save yo -ss
these big ole choppa bullets will shave yo -ss
ain’t in notre dame but choppa leave ya with a hunchback
choppa leave yo -ss flatter than a brown paper lunch bag
swear when i look in the gr-ss all i see is snakes
all these different guns will keep a fool shook like an earthquake
i be the original while these n-ggas be remakes
i be authentic so that’s why these n-ggas be fakes
and i’m getting cake but i be the one getting baked
squares wanna be in my circle but they outta shape
i’m a bad boy, and i give these n-ggas faith like biggie
and this just an unexpected arrival like i was diggy
i been seeing blood on the leaves way before kanye
swear imma turn into ludacris cause n-ggas in my pathway
move b-tch, get out the way, get out the way
but i don’t give these n-ggas the time of my day
swear that the bell can’t even save these haters
smoke they -ss after i set up a grave for these haters
these b-tch n-ggas throw a cat in the shower
get it? big dog i can really see that you a coward
boy yo -ss is gr-ss, swear i need a lawnmower
through my shades i can still see you chicken, sweet and sour
draw them guns out, like we playing with an etch a sketch
like we warming up though leave yo -ss stretched
remember when my old b-tch told me i wouldn’t be sh-t
and my name ain’t richard but she also said i was a d-ck
told her tie her shoes, since she really wanna trip
and i been getting a little buzz like henny what i sip
treat the roads like a slave the way that i whip
swear i’m too far up now to lose my grip
watch when i’m ready to regulate, yo b-tch -ss gone dip
put a dj before your name because you gone be quik
when these broke n-ggas talk, swear they need a get fixed
and dyk-s wanna beef, mad -sses just need d-cks
i’m just about my dough, guess you can call me pillsbury
and any fake rat -ss n-gga, they gets buried
r.i.p. nate dogg, ya know i had to regulate
i love to be a king, these n-ggas they just love to hate
no h0m-, but bullets got a d-ck cause they penetrate
i “keep it g.a.n.g.s.t.a.”, r.i.p. to nate

- stefan goree lyrics

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