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r.w.o. (group) – untouchable lyrics

verse 1:
lets grab and get it, hangin’ from the celing’
cause the h-town been in that zone in to that zone
way you’ll never make it home
what did i do wrong?
hatin on ei & bone
its crucial mistakes in the game were we play no room for hata’s
you know the stacks are high were a n-gga in trial put you down for the
come up
now tell me why you want to spread some lie
no time for that
and my face down bigger then that
turn my back you guys are like some b-tches
dealin with your insides snitches leave ’em in the trenches oh be the
first one to mention
tell ’em the religion
before i get sentence to life man bring ’em to strike, bring ’em to the
light
then drag ’em to the rats and mice
so b-tch motherf-cka puttin’ it down tight
huh?
old shift -ss n-gga were your crew at now, when you were puttin it down
yeah you hatin the south
fake politic boy this what you gettin’, bring flesh in, boy step in, and
get to repin’
it’s the cleveland -ss-ssin, that mashin’, question not askin’, he’s
blastin’
n-ggas on the street don’t know what happen bet one out of three they
died for the caption
uh

flesh n bone (hook):
you gotta get the money man
i told you not a d-mn thang changed
still a everyday thang
(repeat 3x)

verse 2:
boy you need something got away
i’m gonna show ’em how a real playa plays
send my henchmen, go get him, brews him up, don’t k!ll him
bring him back to the villain’, got the gang show with it
before he dies you gotta know how i’m fellin’, with my life he dealin’
tryin’ to stop me from livin’
drag him in, sit him down, handcuff him to the seat, wake that b-tch up
slap him on the head
yeah that’s us r.w & flesh n bone you can tell by the looks of things
that it’s on
n-ggas all around you black way chrome
we tired of you hatin’ better past that you gone
need some cash better ask for a loan
trippin’ on papers work with a body bone
now it’s on
you dealin’ with a chose one
k-c-e-i-e gotta let you know

verse 3:
(????)
my mind is on a bigger 8th mission
pushin’ more dope then some renches
take your head off of my business
with my e-i-e fellin’
got me pushin really high numbers
my coast is bring s n-gga
doin dirt work on the under
so time to get it, seven begin, d-ck in his mouth but f-ckin’ no one
cares if
bout see it together
seem to bleed
f-ck the world cause i got needs
repercussion blunt with your mommas stressin’
f-ck your sins no more blessin
live my life of a b-tch nig f-ck it it’s do or dead
tho is not afraid

hook (repeat 4x)

verse 4:
we bad, we them n-ggas gaiters & dogs
you better be (?) and poster
keep the henchmen in the back with there gats and there (?)
fallow they command like soldiers
atelier
hit the black bard up, suv, blind fold this n-gga so he can’t see
how i’m about to do what he done to me
shoot an underground thug shouldn’t front with the family

verse 5:
(???????????)
usin these ghetto strings
no kid undercover we ridin rider g
cause when we mob we mob and we lovin the e-i-e
comin with you and me
southern factuality
now blood is what you pay disrespectin’ the family
in the back round n-gga see what you can really see
keepin’ it real always been apart of me
i’ll dealin wit you haters later right now i’m (??)

verse 6:
(????)
b-tch swingin on my d-ck
on the clip of my gun
tryin to reach #1
n-gga see me like a rerun and a refund
ride the tape and we’ll stay with the funds
e-i-e and time knocks
murder under your bell makin you wanna go murder yourself
instead of chasin the case we paper chase cause what’s up with the wipe

you really wanna ride with flesh?
the find weed got me ready to live or die, rollin high speed
with my chrome c-cked, if its on don’t knock
so the haters wanna take a n-gga off the block
marijuana got me zoned in the wrong spot
and it don’t stop till i choose too
stop smokin’ weed if i choose to
if its cool i’ma were gonna do you
2,000 ways to fool you
motherf-cka uh you

hook (repeat 2x)

flesh n bone:
n-ggas on the hustles for cash (????)
gotta do sh-t for my baby
they be d-mned, livin half, livin half
i know they be missin my bad
but get up wash yo -ss and dash
get the gauge and blast
be mad
i’m fillin’ late to mash
the gas
livin you n-ggas a bl–dy blast
flesh n bone bustin on n-ggas
doin drive-by’s slow
throwin’ n-ggas out the window
murderin motherf-ckas in gl-sses
and livin in l-st keep hittin the reefa rush
makin motherf-cka bust
they be f-ckin you up
i put your d-ck in the dust
my n-ggas on the creepin on ah come up
black n-gga k!lla
thuggish ruggish n-gga
i’m down to keep it crackin
crackin n-ggas weapons..
livin like a criminal
thug n-gga
(?????)
servin the fiend’s
yeah and i’m kickin the flow
put n-ggas down below
now n-gga what?
everybody got dance with the devil
n-ggas stuck servin the fiend’s
the greemreppa wanna creep (?????)
sweep sweeper
won’t go to sleep until the enemies rest in peace
nice to meet you motherf-cka when i greet you with a 9 millimeter
(????)
put it to your head
now n-ggas baggin no mines no mine
when i go mad
n-gga steady deadly
real n-ggas
real n-ggas
gotta have there brains and b-lls
enough to get ’em all
the people maintain
in the game
sometimes you win, you lose, or draw
just make ’em all fall
just call me the 5th dogg
cause i’m the n-gga that’s down to (????)
that’s ballin out of control
fo show
for all my n-ggas (?????)
my n-ggas are untouchable

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