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almighty mansa – hiproxk pt 2 lyrics

(verse 1)
smoking on gas with a 2 percent, tint
bad b#tch, she gon go, sprint
in the streets with the fendi
gucci on me sippin henny
feel like gleece trapping benny
bars for days like a remedy
percs on me yeah im having
check out the youngin’ im dippin and dabbin
express sweatpants yeah, young n#gga fashion
38 deuce deuce yeah old fashion
whip out the what and i just start blasting
im on some other sh#t but im not crashing
making music every night

lay her down with the pipe
im on the block with an acog sight
im serving the jakes and them b#tches enticed
get on the beat mister hip rock hype
im high as a kite b#tch check my flight
freestyle everyday on some cool sh#t
ooh, wait
im on some bullsh#t
she see me on the tv start drooling
finessing the e’s yeah, a n#gga schooling
2 door coupe, 2 turnt cruising
call up my demon he leave you a bruising
i made the beat and im high as a b#tch
xans out with me we up in this (?)
im living by my rules, not no skit
im stacking them bands f#ck a counterfeit
he not on mad times throwing fits
im in the bag not worrying bout a b#tch
you loving a b#tch that i already hit
i call up my migo plug, he a spic
im on that hip rock look how i spit
2 turnt gang n#gga, i can’t switch
flash gon’ hit his ass, dont miss
i need a perc before i get moody
i f#ck up the stu in some new sh#t
why they keep asking how the boy do this
hit from the back and im leaving her stupid
smoking exotic its leaving me clueless
say he want a blunt, lets do it
real rapper we can cut off the music
slide 10, and im with all the iphones
took his sh#t and i said it was my phone
play with them keys, i ain’t talking no xylophone
still busting plays right on my cellphone
im on that hip rock can’t get in my zone
f#cked up n#gga i can’t watch my tone

- almighty mansa lyrics

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