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king lingo - real raps lyrics

pourin act rollin thrax
smokin nun but that purple pack
roll about a gram just sit bacc n-gga relax
dead presidents pockets full of them big stacks
backwoods roll another zip
take another trip run n get that pack then i let it flip
come up to my hood b-tch i keep that 40 on my m-th-fuccin hip n-gga
mask up on the plug n-gga just like halloween
run in rob the n-gga for all his green
then stand right on that corner servin them feindz
2 liter b-tch im pourin up lean
nun but candy and that promethezine
get so high that u cannot beleive
smokin gas i can barley breath
sip codeine i dont cough i dont sneeze
rollin 30s b-tch im throwin up cs
i heard u p-ssies like to talk to police
but imma up this 40 it ain’t hard to squeeze
hollows hit em now he off inda breeze
body inda river call that ocean breeze
we ain’t no rats we just chasin that cheese
glock 40 best believe that b-tch squeeze
red light catch a n-gga in traffic
that b-tch turn green now u m.i.a
canon shoot b-tch thats light camera action
by the final scene all u n-ggas is ashes
roll a loud light it up then i p-ss it
f-ck this rap b-tch this money my p-ssion
i know sum n-ggas outchea that really be cappin
n-ggas claim that they really be trappin
stop it n-gga cuz i know it ain’t happened
pistol tucked yea u know that im strappin
disrespect me n this clip get the clappin
drop a n-gga show that n-gga wats crackin

- king lingo lyrics

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