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lp rambo - cross this line lyrics

[intro]
man dont play them typa games, you dont wanna see no brains
dont play them typa games, you dont wanna see no brains
typa games, you dont wanna see no brains
bow! bow! bow! d+mn bro look at that n+gga brains

[hook]
bro just came from out the trap he gone pass out all the meds
i got dope inside my whip i can’t pull over for the feds
once that p+ssy say it’s up them demons take off all they heads
we had put so many n+ggas under had to do a headcount
n+gga cross this line that i drew down a n+gga dead now
gambling with my life i knock on wood before i head out
skully him, we gone leave that boy stiff with his legs out
he see lights from brodie whip why he was walking with his head down?
[verse one]
lose ya brain, switch madе glock a uzi mane
lose ya fame with thеm rapper n+gga movie games
your sh+t jammed? you blew it mane
dust his ass, a murder case uh
i just take off face, huh
salute me, i’ll make ya
i see demons when i close my eyes so i stare at my bae
antisocial since a shorty i say dont look at my face
b+tch, dont come out your face playing with me you in a grave
man dont play them type of games you ain’t tryna see no brains
hoe dont ask me for no fave i gotta do my dawg a fave
gotta put that n+gga sleep cuz he thought he would get away
they was laughing at my pain now it hurt to see me change
hurt to pass you in the race i run it like it’s sum i chase

[hook]
bro just came from out the trap he gone pass out all the meds
i got dope inside my whip i can’t pull over for the feds
once that p+ssy say it’s up them demons take off all they heads
we had put so many n+ggas under had to do a headcount
n+gga cross this line that i drew down a n+gga dead now
gambling with my life i knock on wood before i head out
skully him, we gone leave that boy stiff with his legs out
he see lights from brodie whip why he was walking with his head down?
[verse two]
b+tch im rg to this day you see me sleeping with my k
and im sleeping with my k im taking bout my f+cking bae
so we both sleeping with that k but i said baby know we safe
hit him home run then dash to the next base bro yelling “safe!”
i can’t put the choppa down i keep on bringing choppas round
i felt like al capone had beef i just sent chase to walk em down
if i dont like what i hear, he gone hear that choppa sound
line em up we’ll knock em down so p+ssy change that posture round
n+gga stand down for we put your mans down
n+gga hands down for i wave the fan round
smoke him, n+gga ain’t got no plans now
everybody wanna be fans now, slapping all they f+ckin hands down

- lp rambo lyrics

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