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mmg rambo - detrimental lyrics

verse 1:
i came on this b-tch
like i’m coming from memphis
red dots at his grill
send that boy to the dentist
these n-ggas shooting
they sending a message
when we get up with you
we shoot for the finish
don’t care bout the fame
if a n-gga talk down on my name
imma get him
don’t care bout my image
this is not practice
no games not a scrimmage
clap him and his mans
then go get the witness
imma tax you on gas
like 2 zips
imma bust a that boy
i got 2 clips
i got 30s
and hollows with blue tips
i promote all my shows
i got blue strips
leave some wholes in his denim
like 2 rips
and i f-ck with them hoover’s
my crew crips
but i’m blood
and i’m banging 59
(piru)
i got k!llers
they all love to shoot sh-t
(where i’m from b-tch we slanging that iron)
lotta k!llers and robbers
a whole lotta crime
(might send a few shots at his spine)
he fall down to the ground
he sit back and recline
(if he talk out his lips he gon die)
i swear most of n-ggas they come from the chi
(number 1 with the most homicides)
if he talking bout 1
then we all gotta slide
i got some n-ggas that came from the windy
tension was hot
so they came down to indy
these n-ggas fake
so i can not be friendly
(1 minute the love you next minute they envy)
let off 20 rounds from that semi
(swear to god i ain’t hiding lil n-gga come get me)
this draco it hold about 50
(i shoot til it’s empty then leave that boy 6 ft)
got my mind on my money and murder
take some bricks out of town
to a b-tch named roberta
put him in the news now he heard of
then go take the evidence
out to alberta
my mind still stuck in the gutter
catch him lack and we creeping
i’m swinging that cutter
these n-ggas snakes
these n-ggas rats
how do they mix with each other
he got caught by the laws
arrested and k!lled
rip to my big brother
go do a drill
then get me some bands
i’ll do anything for my mother
i only put on for my momma
said go f-ck the rest
they weren’t there when we suffered
i got n-ggas that think i forgot
but i ain’t
imma get it i run it up for you
imma run down on a opp
like it’s neighborhood watch
imma see what that boy do
cartiers blind can’t see you
got a whole lotta time like vezzo
you slanging that iron me too
don’t react to these n-ggas like b.lou
i be rocking all red like a stop sign
n-ggas goofy really thinking i won’t pop mine
i keep one in the head
in the glock 9
b-tch i’m coming through the front
like i’m glokknine

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