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lando bando - hip hop lab cypher lyrics

[intro: stanwill]
(it’s lando, your b+tch know, don’t let your b+tch go, n+gga)
d+mn, man, a whole lot of hip hop lab sh+t
ain’t nothin’ in detroit like this sh+t, man
n+ggas been makin’ history for a long time, this sh+t on the floor (damjonboi)
threw a flash on the—, b+tch

[verse 1: stanwill]
i done threw a flash on the glock, my aim picture perfect
broke every rule from the jump, the game gettin’ dirty
we on 36 and our clique tote james, get a worthy
too much ‘za smoke for the buffs, my frames gettin’ blurry

[verse 2: j1hunnit]
mmm, drop some candy in the pot, make m&m mcflurrys
hit it twice and birthed a white tan baby like ayesha curry
i came stars on the kicks, stephon marbury
it’s papе’ on my mind, an m state, but i ain’t play for murray

[verse 3: peeko]
rasheed wallace in the pharm’, cuddy gеt the tech
motion sensor set up on the back, they detect the threats
big n+gga, get his head shaved, steve wilkos
call the opps nemo, found his ass in a fishbowl

[verse 4: hec]
uh, put silencer on the tec, it barely make a noise
shoot doggy in his neck, now he lost his voice
now he gaspin’ for breath, he ain’t got a choice
he don’t know that we keep ladders like the hardy boyz
[verse 5: prince jefe]
hey, pass me the arp, i’ll turn him to a memory
i don’t got no service, these hills big as h+ll in tennessee
jefe don’t need your love, i’m uppin’ rackies all of drugs
my n+gga locked bang 80 deuce, i’ll put him on your cuz

[verse 6: sweet t]
sleepin’ on the gang, you must be narcoleptic
you be talkin’ ’bout the road, it’s safe to say i’m skeptic
i be talkin’ cool and calm, but the way i live is hectic
strobe light on the chop, i turn my opp epileptic

[verse 7: babytron]
take the belt and give out whoopings, wa+da+tah sah+da+tay
caught him underneath that rim and rocked the cradle, dr. j
b+tch thinkin’ she rapunzel, i’ma leave her locked away
get a pop, drop an eight, see the cops, hop the gate

[verse 8: stanwill]
all these chops up in the whip, look like we bar hoppin’
if the rap don’t pop, it’s msr and narcotics
know we playin’ geese, in winter, we gon’ start flockin’

[verse 9: j1hunnit]
dog sh+t posse, when we came, the hoes start boppin’
‘za bag reek, the seal crack and flies start droppin’
i’m ready for october, when fall come, the plants start croppin’
[verse 10: peeko]
gang, you might catch me in some overalls
like i’m gettin’ old, i’m supposed to ball
peeko equals player, ninety+nine be my overall

[verse 11: hec]
off the shrooms, i’m in outer sp+ce, i ain’t close to y’all
d+mn, ridin’ with some sh+t that have your k!ller shook
uh, now his team don’t want the n+gga like he dillon brooks

[verse 12: prince jefe]
camp outside his mama house, he step outside, we paintin’ somethin’
if this sh+t all fall, i know i’ll grab the pots and scr+pe a hundred
somebody pass the razor blade, cook your ass like tailor+made
tell my b+tch let me go, i’m ’bout to do the flav

[verse 13: sweet t & babytron]
i won’t give a b+tch the time, i’m not flavor flav
glock 21 with the b+tton, i make you do the wave
i can’t go out like gunna, i’ll take it to the grave
(snitchk, ratk, f+ck ’em)

[verse 14: babytron]
i ain’t seen dog out, must be shadowbanned in the hood (lame)
x b+tton jammed, i don’t pass with the ‘wood
long live $cam, never would i pass up a jugg
sh+ttyboyz, dog sh+t militia, you know?

- lando bando lyrics

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