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lp rambo & dd caine - can't go lyrics

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[intro: lp rambo]
b-tch!
rrrollin!

[pre-chorus: lp rambo]
i was down south like two days ago
had to drop you off ’cause you just playin’, hoe
got a condo i use as a bando
don’t ask me where it’s at, you know i’m laying low

[chrous: lp rambo]
hopped out, she call me the man, woah!
b-tch! thought you said i’d never be your man, hoe
you don’t want the man, you want them bands, hoe
they tried to k!ll me but i can’t go

[verse one: lp rambo]
walked out your b-tch’s house in my polo boxerd
why you tryna seem bad? you don’t know no robbers
and them n-gg-s bleed out like they don’t know no doctors
carry racks in my hands, like i don’t own no pockets
and if 12 ever ask: i don’t know n-body
and if 12 ask you: say “6 didn’t blow no rocket”
blowing money all i want, i don’t know n-body
you should really stop talking, you ain’t hoe n-body
d-mn, my wristwork diamond black, i ain’t know about it
why the f-ck you on that block if you don’t know n-body?
mama saw me with that gun, said “don’t you go about it!”
i thank god, police still don’t even know about it

[pre-chorus: lp rambo]
i was down south like two days ago
had to drop you off ’cause you just playin’, hoe
got a condo i use as a bando
don’t ask me where it’s at, you know i’m laying low

[chrous: lp rambo]
hopped out, she call me the man, woah!
b-tch! thought you said i’d never be your man, hoe
you don’t want the man, you want them bands, hoe
they tried to k!ll me but i can’t go

[verse two: dd caine]
you got a skiddly, but your mans don’t
i don’t understand, hoe
n-gg-s talking loyalty, but it ain’t in they plans, no
no, i’m not your d-mn “bro”, don’t reach out for my hand, hoe
them maps on when you log in, you might get your whole camp smoked
thought told you n-gg-s: ain’t no tweeting, only tweaking
get too caught up in the zone, and you won’t see another weekend
catch a trilogy of splittings, end up swissed while i be cheesing
greeting brief, friends, i don’t need it
sleazy, switch up like the seasons
every 4 months n-gg-s tweakin’ bringing beef like we ain’t feasting (pause)
deceit lead to deceased, deplete obscenity, delete em and his leader
captain feathersword, he bled out to his death? of course
it wasn’t plaid, the blade changed his shirt from black to a checkerboard

[pre-chorus: lp rambo]
i was down south like two days ago
had to drop you off ’cause you just playin’, hoe
got a condo i use as a bando
don’t ask me where it’s at, you know i’m laying low

[chrous: lp rambo]
hopped out, she call me the man, woah!
b-tch! thought you said i’d never be your man, hoe
you don’t want the man, you want them bands, hoe
they tried to k!ll me but i can’t go



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