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lp rambo - snow dayz lyrics

[hook: lp rambo & kashout klil]
nigga want war, okay
hollow tips soar, your way
nigga ain’t going, no way
i’m a young bull, ole
work work work all week, how many days did i take off this month?
no days
came from the projects everything low wage
you can get k!lled out here lacking on snow days
you won’t take me out the field, no way
working so much i ain’t sleep in like 4 days
came from the trenches we really had war days
he knew we was sliding he begging for more days
smoking this dope it put me in a trance
slide to your block we gone blow all your plans
shorty suck d-ck she do fine with no hands
pull this b-tch out watch him run on his mans

[verse one: lp rambo]
smoke in the air we bring out the fan, i seen a deuce deuce when i was ten
if you a fan, better say something cause i’m paranoid i might shoot in advance
i cannot let a nigga get the chance to k!ll me and let his own stripes expand
mama demand that i be a man, i’m always on 10 i ain’t changing my chance
look at this loaf, check it out
what ima do? stretch it out
all of that fu, get it out
watch what you say ‘fore we make your -ss spit it out
you acting slow so i’m gone have to spell it out
s-t-o-p all that flagging, you get it now?
might bring the debit out
pull his whole card, maybe instead i’ll count
gotta respect it now
nigga want war, alright
i ain’t on shit? yall right
not really but i ain’t gone snitch on myself, so on the net; y’all right
i’m with the gang, we all high
we got a shorty, all night
i just need benji, he ain’t on y’all side, so i guess you could say that i’m alright

[hook: lp rambo & kashout klil]
nigga want war, okay
hollow tips soar, your way
nigga ain’t going, no way
i’m a young bull, ole
work work work all week, how many days did i take off this month?
no days
came from the projects everything low wage
you can get k!lled out here lacking on snow days
hop in the foreign, they chasing
i wear off white like i’m motherfucking racist
pussy -ss nigga run fast like he haitian
i got dreadheads in the field like jamaicans
you don’t like me, then b-tch nigga you hating
ice on my neck baby i could start skating
get me the track i been running and racing
i’m rolling this blunt i got packs so i’m facing

[verse two: kashout klil]
you don’t even know me
step on the court then i ball like i’m kobe
step in the field then i shoot like ginobili
bad b-tch every flavor i swear that they on me
watch how you approach i might shoot at a fan
she fell in love when she took the first glance
pop me a pill ima sleep till i land
see what i made off the block you like ”d-mn!”
see what i make you like god-d-mn
holding the heat got a hot-hand
when lp go rambo the chop-blam
ain’t shit is fine till they free all of my mans
you don’t know pain till you feel-mine
strong as can be keep a still-mind
when i get rich ima still-grind
lil’ hoe on me this is all the time

[hook: lp rambo]
nigga want war, okay
hollow tips soar, your way
nigga ain’t going, no way
i’m a young bull, ole
work work work all week, how many days did i take off this month?
no days
came from the projects everything low wage
you can get k!lled out here lacking on snow days

- lp rambo lyrics

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