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ra - the convo 6 lyrics

[verse 1: ra, megz]
yo my darg what you’re telling me
i know you’re the don with the remedy
i know that i got a felony but these little utes keep playing with my energy(huh?)
what’s good akhs, i’m calm bro(yeah?)
hamduallah no kwamz bro(good, good)
what you telling me bro
who’s playing with your energy bro
pyrex boys get [?] smoke
i got you r don’t worry my bro
you get my point? just stand that point, and my yg will get that point
come on i know you’re the man for that
i’m gotta make an example of man get mad(ok)
but i’m lyin’ man snaked me that’s the fact(ok)
i want to hit everyting up back to back
i got a plan for that, come follow me let’s go round the back
man ain’t acts we handlе that
bare big sticks and the ting get mеlt like candle wax
my g
trust me the way that i feel i wanna k!ll everything like 5g
say nah bro this is light breeze
undies watch like a time piece
say nuttin that’s why you’re my g
see that there looks nice g
you know man might have to buy three
[verse 2: den den, ra]
yo my darg let me talk to you quick
let me jump out i don’t want to talk in the whip
swear down brother you won’t believe who i saw
i just seen sarf ards leaving the store
word my brother you sure what you saw
i can’t wait to put that in the drawer
is what it is if it’s war then it’s war
fully load this ting we’re going on tour
right now darg i’m ready let’s float
come andsink his ship put five in his boat
now right now brother peak on the roads
got a lil pattern believe in me bro
say nothing my darg i’ma fly to the trap
pattern up [?] slide right back
i’m here on the same thing flying these packs
that’s a walking duppy i’ll fly mans back

[verse 3: ra, shanny4rmdabrixx]
you know my man never dropped out
you see you rang them shots out
you show n0body never they hopped out
shoulda brang the broom or the mop out
nah n0body ever hopped out
cah when i drop rounds it’s an opp down
i just walk right up to this idiot ute
and gave like 4 to this lightskin dude
cool but my man shouldn’t be walking
not gone go catch up and sauce him
say no more just done with the talking
just lay low i’ll hit you in the morning
[verse 4: backroad gee, abra cadabra]
my family, my k!lly, my wot
take a left at the light see the yard on the right
ute in there got a couple bricks
we gotta take that sh+t from crips
long time since i had big food in these streets it’s peak
the obbo been cleaning up
his head drop i gotta release them keys before i start beatin off

[verse 5: stinx, ra, abra cadabra]
yo akh, look at this chick she watching my stories liking my pic
she looks like a cutie look kind of tick
i swear that’s the boy there look at that whip
i got my ting bro, you got your stick?
just say the word and i’m ready to rip
from that day when nelly got b+tched of course i got it it stays on my whip
yo you must want dead out here
know how many i made bled out here
one in your chest you get checked out here
you lucky there aren’t any feds out here
pr+ck, i made man bleed too
they stopped making waps when they made deals brudda
you know my ting cah i ain’t no runner
no burn this ting when i pick my gun up

[verse 6: ard adz, m24]
yo akh, where you at
i got the wap but it need sh+lls
the other day was kinda nuts i think bro got bunned by a female
what swear that home gyal tryna bring it
times have changed got gyal doing drillings
where you at i’ma be there in a minute
i was gonna be at shop but f+ck it i’ma spin it
link me now i’m by the corner shop
and i’m itching at to go corn an opp
i’ll warn him, i’ll corn him
and lift him out of his jordans
won’t lift him out of his jordans yeah bun man out of his fake moncler
the phone thing’s bait i’ma circle now
give me ’bout five i’ma link right there
i got real artillery come let’s kick it
show them boy cah they think they’re wicked
16 shooter brand new ‘retta
and this bruck back really kickin’
see man run like a headless chicken
boy i’m wicked +rs+ man skidded
go round there and set it sick em
i’m still tryna darg and sick em
you know what, no hyping it
just pass that 4s i’m lighting it
bro got bunned in the driver seat
cah they thought it was me who’s driving it
say nuttin let’s go let’s go let’s go round there and let it beat
got this brand new ‘retta came with sweets
put a boy on top cah we play for keeps

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