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king los - put you on the game lyrics

[los]
ayo, we cop sh-t, rock sh-t ya spouse might like
and c-ck sh-t that can see inside ya house like skype
n-ggas catch you in that mint bm with tin plates
and it’s lights out like ten p.m. for inmates
you nice? a lil’ bit, i ikes and k!ll sh-t
the way zero bringin’ heat, i might be gilbert
real sh-t, while you takin’ a crunch
my name’s ringin’ so my chain swingin’
like a bully takin’ your lunch
if i was broke you wouldn’t hate me as much
plus your girl want me to rip her guts out
like i’m breakin’ the dutch
rare flow, i spew fire comin’ with persistence
zero, the new highest number in existence
said i, young sir super fly
compared to a guy, what, where, who and why?
come stare suicide in the eyes
cuz my suicide doors make ya wh0r-
let me tear through her thighs
got a bad yellow b-tch with an enormous booty
say i always duck her out like jury duty
yeah she j-lo pretty and kimora snooty
but the b-tch stay trippin’ like a horror movie
i carrie’s these b-tches, they could never mean more
i put it in deep, give her somethin’ to scream 4
i shove it down her throat like “girl, that’s all you”
then made her eyes water until she saw 2
she be frontin’ like a cl-ssy little thing
but i know what she did last summer
so she bett’ not ask me for a ring
i’m pimpin’, she know what the f it is
you wanna see somebody throw up green
b-tch, you better watch the exorcist
see, my profession is louie high toppin’
drop toppin’, watch rockin’, gwap clockin’
your profession is cop callin’
spot watchin’ to deny ballin’
shot stoppin’, c-ck blockin’
my hobbies is bad b-tches, grab riches
black dishes on maserati’s – my option
ya hobbies is to snap pictures
of trap n-ggas and have snitches
talk to the feds – stop jockin’
this time i’mma properly do it – you gotta be bored
surrounded by squares like a monopoly board
i know these haters want ya boy chalked
cuz it really ain’t a game when
i’m stayin’ at hotels at the board walk
uh, yeah, and guess who the landlord?
stand and ovate, j, gimme a hand for it
see the rent due, and we so vicious
you can charge it to the game with zero interest
b-tch

- king los lyrics

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