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mmg rambo - bussin4eight lyrics

verse 1:
i came up from nothing
i came to chase paper
not b-tches that’s it
you n-gga know to go get it
i came through recruiting
my young n-gga only 13 with a stick
rodney put wholes through yo fitted
my n-gga they with it
that gang we all in it
rambo young chiraq
you know that i’ll drill it
i go ape like monkey
6 shots from that 40
banana clip on me
you know that i’ll peel it
heard they out to get me
let off 50 from that semi
giving out free smoke
them watched choke
them bullets hit him
i pour 2 cups for 2 cups
smoke this dolja for young pappy
them n-ggas sending shots
but they ain’t hit
none of them at me
sh-t i’m trynna turn up
where yo folks be at
n-ggas looking for me
you ain’t ghost me yet
tymb you won’t get to me
f-ck ty
n-ggas ain’t showing no sympathy
(plot twist)
n-ggas always on that f-cking opp sh-t
(chop stick)
n-gga said he want that fire
let that chop spit
(c-ck sh-t)
hollows hit you feel a breeze
get yo top split
(go ape)
it ain’t gon jam
when i squeeze on it
every shot hit
(rambo way)
(bussin)
we gon wake the block with a carbon
(bussin)
13 shots from the rocket like harden
(bussin)
dig a n-gga grave not a bargain
b-tch i’m hot like fire
giving smoke like a arson
(bussin)
my n-gga martin moving like a martian
300 n-ggas moving in like a spartan
(bussin)
finna pour a 4 in a carton
n-ggas cooking up in the lab
like darwin
(bussin)
we gon wet a p-ssy n-gga street up
(bussin)
we gon cut up with them choppas
let me eat up
(bussin)
you -ss from the burbs you get beat up
b-tch i’m on the plane getting brain
with my seat up
(baby)
looking at yo -ss like you brazy
(maybe)
leave a n-gga laying like he lazy
(hazy)
make a b-tch dance til her feet hurt
b-tch i’m out the jungle
call em trenches
grew up in the dirt
police hit my line
and they said they got a cold case
he take 1 of mine
gotta rearrange his whole face
your girl just gave me mouth
imma ask you how my d-ck taste
she suck and swallow
ain’t go spit it out like tooth paste
i just did a murder in the rain
then i did the race
cash came in
go deposit it in 50 banks
diamonds in my grill
gold t–th like i’m shaba ranks
this is for trey 8
go k!ll a n-gga to increase to rank
run up on yo opps and k!ll em
make sure that they body stank
red dots and extendeds
on the the glizzey
this that nation business
told my b-tch i’m thugging
told her bout how i got cases pending
imma send a sh-ll
for each and every single diss you sending
pack came in for the load
got a rush for gold
k!ll a p-ssy n-gga
if i catch a opp
inside my show
trynna hit me at the studio
you can’t f-ck up my flow
you know i k!lled yo n-gga
but you try to label me a hoe
(bussin)
we gon wake the block with a carbon
(bussin)
13 shots from the rocket like harden
(bussin)
dig a n-gga grave not a bargain
b-tch i’m hot like fire
giving smoke like a arson
(bussin)
my n-gga martin moving like a martian
300 n-ggas moving in like a spartan
(bussin)
finna pour a 4 in a carton
n-ggas cooking up in the lab
like darwin
(bussin)
we gon wet a p-ssy n-gga street up
(bussin)
we gon cut up with them choppas
let me eat up
(bussin)
you -ss from the burbs you get beat up
b-tch i’m on the plane getting brain
with my seat up
(baby)
looking at yo -ss like you brazy
(maybe)
leave a n-gga laying like he lazy
(hazy)
make a b-tch dance til her feet hurt
b-tch i’m out the jungle
call em trenches
grew up in the dirt

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