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marlo - gu wop lyrics

[intro]
who made this beat?
twysted g*nius, baby

[chorus]
pounds in the back bag, rudy do the whipping (let’s go)
n0body, n0body, f-ck with my pigeons (yeah)
copped the tonka truck then i six-inch lift it (okay)
then i bought a new benz and i amg kit it (nyeww)
pounds in the back bag, rudy do the whipping (let’s go)
n0body, n0body, f-ck with my pigeons (okay)
copped the tonka truck then i six-inch lift it (yeah)
then i bought a new benz and i amg kit it (nyeww)

[verse 1]
dope still alive, n-gga, selling fish scale (scale)
when key got busted, swear to god she’ll never tell (solid)
told head we goin’ to the top, n-gga we’ll never fail (fail)
saran wrapping white bricks, breaking down bales, yeah (yay)
me and mario, we runnin’ back and forth, dawg (dawg)
nothin’ but foreign car, come with lots of horse power (horsepower)
baby kept it real, swear to god, man he too solid (too solid)
and i just rapped a track, called him three days, the kid wildin’ (kid wildin’)
got rich off crack, i be on the block where the k!llers and the dealers at
posted in the jungle, i lookin’ like a silver back
n-ggas say they did what? (what?) p-ssy we don’t believe in that
fifty go and get the strap

[chorus]
pounds in the back bag, (bop) rudy do the whipping (let’s go)
n0body, n0body, f-ck with my pigeons (yeah)
copped the tonka truck then i six-inch lift it (okay)
then i bought a new benz and i amg kit it (nyeww)
pounds in the back bag, rudy do the whipping (let’s go)
n0body, n0body, f-ck with my pigeons (okay)
copped the tonka truck then i six-inch lift it (yeah)
then i bought a new benz and i amg kit it (nyeww)

[verse 2]
n-ggas playin’ with the marble, get your -ss rocked (rocked)
got n-ggas down the road you know five, goin’ hard (three five)
and playin’ with lil tweezy you gon’ get your -ss scarred (stuck)
stupid boy, we been goin’ real hard from the start, yeah (start)
runnin’ ’round the jungle with my chest out (grr)
yeah, pull up on the opps with that bib out
yeah, n-ggas playin’ the wrong games they get clapped
life be over in two seconds, this sh-t serious now (pow pow pow)
big bag full of marijuana (yeah) give a couple blue cheese (yeah), p-ssy n-gga you a goner (goner)
and you know i birthed n-ggas, you don’t sound like you mumble (you mumble)
you shoot first, question later, n-gga f-ck some commas (stupid b-tch)

- marlo lyrics

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