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lp rambo – yao ming lyrics

[intro]
(yea, yea yeaa) (phew!) (yea, yea, yeaa!) (okay)
(ayee, aye, ayee) (woop! woop! woop!)

[hook]
i remember it all was a dream
i’m from chiraq, yea it’s bad as it seems
i ain’t sipping no lean, stand up this choppa it’s tall as yao ming
she need conditioner buy her pantene
i never once had to resort to plan b
i gotta make it i got a family
i don’t remember you i got amnesia
where was you during the game? on the bleachers
money, money, on my mind i need it
n+ggas sneaking with they hate and i see it
heard he a snitch and i cannot bеlieve it
n+gga my drip so rare i can’t tеach it
huh, water on water, i’m soaked
he cannot see me i got on a cloak
lil bro just told me that i give him hope
i told him these n+ggas fake stay woke
[verse]
aye, aye, aye
counting sh+t down like 3 2 1
i walk sh+t i don’t need to run
only 19, i done seen too much
(rrrroollinnn!) (b+tch!)
4 bullets at him thats 2 2 plus
trifling ass b+tch, you do too much
opps be quiet, know we shoot too much
hop in that vette’, i’m bout to pick up my dogs from the vet
you try to rob catch a major upset
i told your girl she look better in bed
i’m kind of moody bare with me like ted
trap out the shed
she get annoying might leave her on read
you don’t want bread, like beefing instead?
i told him “it’s cool, i got heat for your head”
sorry to bother you, start tweaking these bullets will follow you
n+gga, i’m at your neck like a collar too
too much choppas this sh+t diabolical
n+ggas broke and they resting, not logical
get off the bed and get in your bag
i’ma turn mama hybrid to a jag
call up my bro he handling that
call up my bro he on that
i got a bag so the streets, i’m beyond that
i don’t like secrets girl that make me fall back
i said that n+gga would die, i been called that
she don’t like smoking she geeked off the contact
you ain’t believe and you think i ain’t saw that
30 shots all in this sh+t, you get all that
dribble so nice you won’t see where the ball at
who better than me? i do not know
shot at 14, i did not go
whole lot of pain, i do not show
think bout this beef, i do not troll
all of my n+ggas they sharks in the water
they will get on that bullsh+t like ron harper
i spin his block like i’m tony parker
balling so hard they been named me a starter
[hook]
i remember it all was a dream
i’m from chiraq, yea it’s bad as it seems
i ain’t sipping no lean, stand up this choppa it’s tall as yao ming
she need conditioner buy her pantene
i never once had to resort to plan b
i gotta make it i got a family
i don’t remember you i got amnesia
where was you during the game? on the bleachers
money, money, on my mind i need it
n+ggas sneaking with they hate and i see it
heard he a snitch and i cannot believe it
n+gga my drip so rare i can’t teach it
huh, water on water, i’m soaked
he cannot see me i got on a cloak
lil bro just told me that i give him hope
i told him these n+ggas fake stay woke

- lp rambo lyrics

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