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lp rambo – hangman lyrics

[hook]
when n+ggas fall out of love ain’t nothing greater than drugs
me, myself, i gotta take it to the chin like a thug
i gotta take it to the chin and charge that sh+t to this game man
better guess what my name is b+tch we playing hangman
don’t pass no 22lr to me that little sh+t
when i was a little jit had little sticks (bow bow bow)
that was for my brother little b+tch (bow bow bow)
took a video a little fl!ck

[verse one]
i took a video a fl!ck of that but i will never post it
i be hurtin’ everytime you see me, i don’t ever show it
i be chilling by my lonely i don’t want a soul to notice
and don’t ask for no pressure b+tch if you ain’t tryna hold it
going crazy sincе i lost jaywavy i done lost control now
f+ckin’ round with that hoe that hoe f+ckin’ round with thе whole crowd
i say let me find his ass i’ll confiscate his soul now
roll up in that ’28 sedan i’m al capone now
leave me alone clown i’ll get make this sh+t a horror film
made him sit back on the porch he was never him
my girl ain’t no thot, i say “good sh+t you was never kim”
i lurk in that water with piranhas you ain’t never swim
light sh+t up at night i told my mama it was never dim
make his homeboys put they cash up to embezzle him
no that sh+t ain’t cool i know that feelin’ is unsettling
i caught plenty (shhh) i got too much sh+t to relish in
so don’t do no medaling, scooby n+gga
foolie with that toolie n+gga make that sh+t a movie n+gga
why would i speak cap if all a n+gga wear is truie’s, n+gga?
he tryna finesse i’m like “you tryna fool me, n+gga?”
[hook]
when n+ggas fall out of love ain’t nothing greater than drugs
me, myself, i gotta take it to the chin like a thug
i gotta take it to the chin and charge that sh+t to this game man
better guess what my name is b+tch we playing hangman
don’t pass no 22lr to me that little sh+t
when i was a little jit had little sticks (bow bow bow)
that was for my brother little b+tch (bow bow bow)
took a video a little fl!ck

[verse two]
took a video, yeah, took a little fl!ck
flip that k!ll switch you get 6 shots like bill b+tch, uh
disgusting flow king if i stop rapping you still sick, uh
let’s run up a band i ain’t tryna beef, let’s get to a mill and sh+t
if he try to k!ll i’m like “foreal?” he just f+cked it up for real
out my mind i’m looking at the wall and out the window seal
it’s the best when i don’t feel, don’t be shocked i’m being real
you gone get your dumb ass k!lled you lacking out here with no wheels
i ain’t had a heart thew that sh+t into the air, cause i didn’t care
bro geeked off a b+tch i’m like “bro where?” sike i didn’t stare
if it’s going there boy just go there, n+gga didn’t dare
smoke your dumb ass anywhere
i got shooters everywhere, i ain’t holding sh+t back for no one
sh+t get lit up like a blunt he wanna kick it, i don’t punt
i don’t got no double self made k!ller i don’t need no stunt
better pop me if you up cause i ain’t gone bow down to no gun
[hook]
when n+ggas fall out of love ain’t nothing greater than drugs
me, myself, i gotta take it to the chin like a thug
i gotta take it to the chin and charge that sh+t to this game man
better guess what my name is b+tch we playing hangman
don’t pass no 22lr to me that little sh+t
when i was a little jit had little sticks (bow bow bow)
that was for my brother little b+tch (bow bow bow)
took a video a little fl!ck

- lp rambo lyrics

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