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gabb og - rhyming again lyrics

[chorus]
rhyming again
i rhyme for the gang
you know how we hang
two shots in the air
i’m high off that dank

[verse]
two shots but i hit it one time
worked out some sh-t now i’m back to my rhyme
flow is still sick flow is still fly
getting too high i hotbox with the lye
back on my sh-t and i’m acting all coo
i don’t miss that and that sh-t is the truth
back in the booth back in the pad
fighting is me and that sh-t ain’t no fad
box a b-tch cut a b-tch
you know i’m robbing sh-t
this is a lie but you know that it’s obvious
sw-ng and i crash, sw-ng and i swurve
my rims are 20s yo f-ck what you heard
listen to trap, listen to cr-p
you know i bang and i let the guns clap
one more dope line coz you know where i’m at
figure it out i put g on the map

[chorus]

[verse]
yo b-tch say she from a town
i drove around took her to d town
she say she… want 1 round
that’s 5 minutes… mma style
yeezus said no church in the wild
ain’t been to church in a while
got no excuse ain’t even far
i handle my business, i handle my car
shooting my glock and you know where we are
repping that sh-t till the day that i die
ain’t got no rhyming, ain’t got no timing
drank too much so i feel like i’ll vomit
rhyming fake sh-t for one more verse
take you in my whip, it is a he-rs-
b-tch you will need more than a nurse
when i come through flexing la fleur!

[chorus]

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