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kazi – the patrol lyrics

[hook: kazi]
the patrol b-tch we on a roll
watch me count my dough
y’all ready know
got the greatest flow
make your b-tch go woah
the patrol b-tch we on a roll
watch me count my dough
y’all ready know
got the greatest flow
make your b-tch go woah

[verse 1: big griff beats]
bgb, don’t fuck with me
call me a forest cause i got tree
say you got b-tches well they looking 2d
down with my problems now i’m staying free
pause, now i’m living easy
all while the other b-tches living sleazy
yikes, what you crying for?
other fools rapping would just be a bore
listen to their beats more like a chore
all the shit we saying gonna start a world war
parties be quiet till we get on the floor
play this song, gonna rock you to the core
shit, do i gotta say more
the beats i write cause an uproar
any other shit goes out the back door
we ain’t eating like it’s yom kippur

[verse 2: ghost]
pull up and fuck on your b-tch
mama didn’t raise no snitch
in the kitchen making grits
your mom in there show me tits
eastside san bruno what i rep
you can’t fuck with my set
shoutout my nigga waleed
took him now he ain’t free
off this boof real high
got me feeling like i’m floating in the sky

[verse 3: yung masala]
ay, rapping on this track but i don’t got time
p-ss it to the homies cause i know they got rhymes
wallet like my shots cause i really got dimes
pull up three pointer, shoot behind the line
masala out here, getting real hungry
tryna eat food from a foreign country
counting these bands, getting this money
spend it on the lotto, hope i get lucky
haven’t eaten all day so i’m bout to get some food
the hundreds that i carry are staying straight blue
spend it on a meal but none of it’s for you
patrol’s out here and you better know it’s true

[verse 4: l shredz]
speech impediment tho i stu stu stutter hoe
this ain’t no regular motherfucking show
this the patrol, my boy abe on a roll
he chasing the money so he hope he don’t fall

[verse 5: chrisnizzle]
rapping on this beat
b-tch she suck my meat
fuck a baddie in puerto rico, ay them girls be clean
baddie with that -ss
yeah she got some cl-ss
yeah she like my little hands all over that -ss

[verse 6: leegee]
on patrol, in control
fuck the devil, sold my soul
ooo she crusty, hella mold
fuck your bars, they hella dull
eat her -ss, hella full
say i’m ugly, like a troll
murder gang, leave bodies cold
crash the whip, call it sold

[verse 7: kazi]
have you heard white house, i got the clout
hundred views in a few days, i’m the starting waves
on the come up, i’m coming up
i’m coming for your house, you better run it up
i’m coming to jump you, you better put em up
i heard you talking shit, shut the fuck up
shoot you and your whole crew of motherfucking rats
and i pull up on your house like click click blatt
and we don’t stress, better wear a vest
when i shoot you, click click oh no you dead
time to clean up the mess, you ain’t a thug i guess
you fools wish you had this much finesse
andale i be on the way
i’m coming right through get out of the way
i don’t give a fuck what you got to say
you better pray you live another day
i flip the shit and rip the shit
you best not fuck with hypocrite
get out of here, you talking shit
get the fuck out you goddam b-tch
i don’t play b-tch, i don’t joke
what’s that smell, oh yeah it’s broke
dumb fucking b-tch, you know i stay woke
get the fuck outta here you don’t want the smoke

[verse 8: yung half blind]
you know i smoke this dank
skirt off fill my tank
speed to the bank
your b-tch stank
she still gon ride this pole
i’ll take your b-tch on a stroll
fuck her then she go
you know the gang on patrol

[verse 9: aquafuji]
went to the market, sold some fish
then i went and smashed your b-tch (yuh)
pull up in my honda accord
got more money than you can afford
my coral worth more than your house (ay)
your b-tch be looking like a mouse (yuh)
always go out to the bay
catching fish that’s my forte

[verse 10: nat]
benjamin franklin i wipe my -ss with that (on god)
your b-tch cheated on you with a b-tch -ss named pat pat
b-tch i wear gap gap (red) b-tch you are fat fat (no cap)
i’ll hit you with a bat bat then i’ll eat your fucking cat cat (shoutout gabe)
if i got a cent for every time i got head
i would have 4 cents
i could buy a benz, i can’t buy a benz
b-tch i got these tens (skirt skirt)
20/20 vision, i don’t need no fucking lens
you my best friend
i really need a lens
i can’t see my friends
i got no fucking friends
i’m in my element
you’re irrelevant
i’m so elegant
i take your b-tch out she say i’m benevolent (woo)

[verse 11: lil grea$y]
1984 vote reagan
today i eat turkey bacon (whaaaaat)
jewish boy living with the goys
playing with your children’s toys
eating rice with the boy
his name roy, he like fish
shoutout koy, real thirsty sipping la croix
ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo
hop out the coup (ya)
taking m-ssive poops (ya)
my nuts in ya soup (ya)
tsss, ow that’s hot
my b-lls is burnt, on god ow ow ow
my b-lls is really hurting, really really really really burning
now i’m gonna go, gotta go
my b-lls is on fire, my b-lls is on fire
now i gotta go, gonna go cry, see you later guys

[outro: lil grea$y]
oooooo gee that’s hot bro
i don’t know about y’all but that was fire coming from
thot patrol bro, number one

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