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jordan jones - rocketbitches(rocketboys diss) lyrics

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n-gg-s really want smoke
must not know me

i got guns and gas
you n-gg-s smoke free

they said pull up to the school
you n-gg-s police

f-ck it i’m on the way

we wit all the bullsh-t
riding with a full clip

cold world
heater on me
make it summer real quick

everybody is a k!ller
til a n-gg- get k!lled

on my momma ima die bout this sh-t
ima die bout this sh-t

on kenny i’m let these n-gg-s have it
one call that’s all
reaper send him up to heaven
n-gg- we was 17
riding with them mac elevens
now we all carry techs
cuz we tryna send a message

i put that bag on his head
now he missing
playing in the deep end
leave’em sleeping with the fishes

ima butcher when it’s beef
but i’m serving all chicken

if a n-gg- really want it
tell him pull up we can get it

tried to tell him he didn’t listen
should’ve left me in the kitchen

n-gg-s thuggin for the gram
you get popped for a mention

say they name rocket boys
should be rocket b-tches

40 poking out my jacket
i ain’t shy with that glizzy

pull up to his momma house
tell him come outside

my n-gg-s ready
itching for another homicide

he was talking all that sh-t
now it’s time to die

spin the block
hit his top
now his momma crying
“d-mn”

issa shame what n-gg-s do for the clout

ima pull up to his job
and really see what he bout

if a n-gg- wanna box i can go pound for pound

if a n-gg- want smoke i can go round for round

i’ll knock a n-gg- brains out his head
hit mcdonald’s for a shake
then go count up my bread

go to south milwaukee high
and i know where you live

i can get u knocked off
it ain’t nun but a brick

or handle it myself
and k!ll sh-t like john wick

boy i’m really in the field
and i’m really with the sh-ts

keep it real you know i’m a big dog
and you a b-tch

it ain’t none to f-ck yo mom
and make her stuff all these grits

these n-gg-s really want smoke
must not know me

i got guns and gas
you n-gg-s smoke free

they said pull up to the school
you n-gg-s police

ima show you not to play with a og(3x)

we wit all the bullsh-t
riding with a full clip

cold world
heater on me
make it summer real quick

everybody is a k!ller
til a n-gg- get k!lled

on my momma ima die bout this sh-t
ima die bout this sh-t
on kenny i’m let these n-gg-s have it
one call that’s all
reaper send him up to heaven
n-gg- we was 17
riding with the mac elevens
now we carry all techs
cuz we tryna send a message

we with all the bullsh-t
riding with a full clip
cold world heater on me
make it summer real quick
everybody is a k!ller
til a n-gg- get k!lled
on my momma im die bout this sh-t
ima die bout this sh-t

- jordan jones lyrics

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