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ramen - trizzmatic lyrics

where the h*ll’s my ramen
locked up with a thousand n*ggas
two thousand n*ggas
and i’m in the hole
like
f*ck the time and
eating
chicken, veggie, chili, beef, shrimp
c.o.s said
i wouldn’t be sh*t
now n*gga
it’s time to be rich

these my street dreams
without a kilo
thief’s theme
and how do he know
when it’s rec time
it’s collect time
cheese squeeze with jalapeño
two for four at a prison store
don’t borrow sh*t if you in it poor
some n*ggas raw
they’ll shank ya face
if you don’t pay
you getting more
n*ggas be hot on the block
have you washing their draws
washing their socks
to pay off the debt
show n*ggas respect
ya money
better get it in check
there’s too many n*ggas
too many gangs
too many cliqued up
too many lames
there’s artists, barbers, n*ggas with weird charges
some of us give them the fade
n*ggas get ran out
and it’s planned out
understand how
while i’m bringing these pots & these pans out
little homie’s becoming a man now
n*ggas is bringing they fan out
cause it’s dark & h*ll is hot, in the kitchen
for props & position
y’all gotta be kidding
i told y’all n*ggas
not to be snitching
where the h*ll’s my ramen
locked up
with a thousand n*ggas
two thousand n*ggas
and i’m in the hole
like
f*ck the time and
eating
chicken, veggie, chili, beef, shrimp
c.o.s said, i wouldn’t be sh*t
now n*gga
it’s time to be rich

from night to day
ain’t no games i like to play
i just post up by the microwave
with a stack of books
with a big shank and enlightened brain
poker face
and my cards held
some n*ggas is bidding
from hard sells
some n*ggas is mob
some n*ggas in asian gangs
to mexican cartels
n*ggas be running ya sh*t
no matter you
blood or you crip
some n*ggas is b*tch
some n*ggas be loving this sh*t
banging & thugging and sh*t
plus yo
n*ggas be creeping around
dead bodies
for weeks’ll never be found
we finna get shook down
n*ggas’ll season the beef
til it’s all brown
in race wars
n*ggas’ll fork ya white noodle
stab ya brain
this life’s cuckoo
haitian n*ggas use light voodoo
thug ass n*ggas that love to bust
if i knew you
i’m in the yard where time’s crucial
just learn to keep ya mind neutral
and don’t you let that time do you
where the h*ll’s my ramen
locked up, with a thousand n*ggas
two thousand n*ggas
and i’m in the hole
like
f*ck the time and
eating
chicken, veggie, chili, beef, shrimp
c.o.s said
i wouldn’t be sh*t
now n*gga
it’s time to be rich

- trizzmatic lyrics

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