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want it all - the posterz lyrics

verse 1:
and then we came up f-ck the game up
tuck ya chain, cuff ya dame
you know the name, hood hero
i ride d-bo
clip reload
free throw brap what up kilo
that’s my negro, yo quiero, t o d o s
that means i want it all, the mall for the quib, the whip for my moms, the mob full of quib with the pistols don’t get pistol whipped you b-tch you
and when it comes to the reefer, i’m the reeferee it’s official
banana boats to drown it, exotics cantaloupes, fruits, berries antidotes, you can get a sample and a quote
you want it. we ship it in a caravan with the white man from canada to ya
duckin dodge try to shove the impalas 4 crown vin numbers
d-mn near got us a warrant eric died of money and the power
booked you with the product that they planted on ya cookies on that silent
and get yo -ss a salad couple years in do yerself a solid check your rear wind you n n-gg-s try and navigatin through plotted jungle’s aisles
better move like rising gosling drivin on
i live for the future and i see the silence when i’ma

and then we came up f-ck the game up
and then we came up f-ck the game up
and then we came up f-ck the game up
and then we came up f-ck the game up
yeah what you want? give up on what you hold so
do you want an open door it’s not what it appears no
dare what you want, give up on what you hold so
d, o, but, you thought you wanted it all

f-ck a cop (i ain’t heard ya)
f-ck a thot (heard ya now)
f-ck these n-gg-s (there ain’t sh-t)
f-ckin frogs (they ain’t proud)
f-ckin voters (say it louder)
f-ckin plugs (say it loud)
said i’m the n-gg- (who the n-gg-)
pop a n-gg- (tell em n-gg-)
f-ck a cop (tell em son)
f-ck a cop (get em red)
f-ck a cop (sundown)
f-ck a cop (expect)
f-ck a cop ()
f-ck a cop (tell em joe)
f-ck a cop (it’s ok)
f-ck a cop (get em hoes)

no you cain’t use this f-ckin part of the beat to make your loop…
no you cain’t- b-tch (f-ck yo youtube channel n-gg-)

my mind open
not controlled by the ? or the old folk who holdin a ? who holdin a glove for they own you don’t own sh-t
you don’t know sh-t, you just sippin on the potion jumpin in the mosh pit while the bodies burn you ain’t countin all your losses without them

verse 2:
it’s all men ? h-ll risen
mad gloated to fare with em, i deal with it
no coupe but i’m real pimp, for realthe
system reveal it i ran with it we did it the plan and a
fat i just step in the building and it’s roofless i don’t feel no limit i’m so ruthless with it get it?
so the truth is i’m out my mind knife on the side man this my 9 to 5’s wreckin
hunnid respect for the band that they rep the
ones who slept off don’t forget the scepter
alarm in your vocal born to
just came from the trash bin to settle up
and we don’t wanna get involved but if ya got it then you know i’m like ‘get em dog’
we just mobbin in the trenches we dropped outta college for them watches and the pennants
now they got the watches but they b-tches, now they got to watch us in that tinted vehicle f-ck up the engine
forget to have feelings in the winter
wind is blowin so cold when the ? open up and these kids overdose for d-ck dust
buff my angel wings hate the things i do or don’t care
i’ma just hold this paper like bible pages but a rifle aimin’ amen

and then we came up f-ck the game up
and then we came up f-ck the game up
and then we came up f-ck the game up
look at them c’s run the scene
look at them c’s run the scene
look at them c’s run the scene for a livin
check the beatdown we f-ckin give them, forgive them

…this just ain’t a wall…

- the posterz lyrics

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