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lordy armstrong - 54 bars (snippet) lyrics

catch me in the cut, throw them mothaf-ckin 4s up
bars sick, everytime i spit it’s like i throw up
4s here, 4s there, turn down 4 what?
4 shots, 4 hydros, every true got 4 blunts
and i’m so cut
only f-ck with hoes from that socal
she don’t sing, but when she get the d-ck she work them vocals
roll a dub in a backwood, i’m high as 4 clouds
4 n-ggas, smoking loud we working on our 4th pound
flip phone, mid booming hundred for an oz
real recognize real, long live doe b
rose gold tops and bottoms, i don’t need a rollie
if you don’t like my music f-ck you, you can die slowly
this is for them b-tches that was steadily ignoring me
give it time, ima be scorin and my whips foreign
engine roarin i ain’t tourin just recordin trying to make it
industry can’t have me, i won’t fake it till i make it
but my family gotta eat, if i got to then i’m gonna take it
5-0 roll up i’m hitting it, you ain’t gone catch me break it
4s up, shout out to my big n-gga cuatro
i love my squad, you f-ck with them and that’s gonna get you popped hoe
n-ggas really act like, i’m not what i’m rapping about
but am i supposed to tell you everything that you be asking about?
h-ll nah, what the f-ck? roll it up, smoke the blunt
wayne my inspiration, that’s why i’m yellin “shake junt!”
threw my all camo on, went out on a snake hunt
ironic i came back with n-ggas that claimed to be day one
bad hoes see the money, now they wanna shake sumn
in the kitchen water whippin, i don’t need a bakin oven

- lordy armstrong lyrics

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