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neweramar - trick or treat 2 lyrics

[verse 1 neweramar]
this beat is harder than crack rock
matter fact, ima give yall a little trap talk
the baking soda goes with the yola
stir it up when its in the water
break a whole key into a oz
when you bag it up then you got, me
im joking though, this ain’t no trap song
if i rap my a– off, do that mean i got chaps on?
ima g to the end
my swag mean we could never be friends
my tracks pound like they starting a trend
and the b-ss knocks like its tryna get in
did you catch that?
well if not then we home safe
i got that slap, like when a pimps hand meet a hoes face
if i find out shes a ho i just leave the ho i get ghostface
but you would probably put heels on her heels like a close race
you think you tough? walking round with that cape on
oh you mad huh? you got ya hoodie up like trayvon
you a dyk- n-gga, talk sl!ck and say sike n-gga
won’t come outside at night n-gga
you been frauding all of yo life n-gga

[neweramar mumbles]
these n-ggas can’t hold me back
these n-ggas can’t hold me back

[hook]
these n-ggas gon get this work
these n-ggas gon get this work
these n-ggas ain’t sellin no crack
these n-ggas ain’t got no work
these n-ggas can’t hold me back
but i feel these n-ggas tugging on my shirt
you thought i k!lled em with part 1
it was bad before but it just got worst

[verse 2 neweramar]

if you still rocking them baggy clothes
still riding on 24s
you need to k!ll yourself and ill send a rose
my flow doper than whitneys nose
rest in peace dont take that wrong
lord please dont take that wrong
bobby brown gon hate this song
anyhow the show must go on
mar’s here get up out of your seat
ima lesbian im trying to eat
flow sick i might die on the beat
im in my bag i should come with receipts
mar’s back like mar’s back
let me say that again
mar’s back like mar’s back
my tracks pound thats all fat
im the best in the burg thats all fact
the rest of yall is just tired and whack
talking about how you strapped up
theres a pump in your trunk cause your tire is flat
the c0ke you sell comes in a can
the track slaps it comes with a hand
you a g? right n-gga what is you saying
no 1-on-1’s you gon come with your man
im k!lling myself, suicide im k!lling myself
ima perv n-gga im feeling myself
im so raw i offended myself
ima made man i invented myself
my swag mean i get p-ssed at myself
ima racist i dont mess with the help
you would run if i just put my hand on my belt
ima friend of god
you a nun in a synagogue
that means you shouldn’t get involved
these problems dont get resolved
yall n-ggas ain’t sick as ours
achooo, we got the sickest bars
achooo, we got the sickest broads
name a flow as sick as mar’s

[hook]

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