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ramirez - conversations with the devil lyrics

[intro: shakewell]
mtm, hit ’em with the heat

[verse 1: ramirez]
throw my burners inside of the bush so i don’t get caught
get the f-ck from ’round me ‘fore i c-ck my hammer, unload the glock
coming out the benz, steadily moving weight, ’cause the hustle don’t stop
i’m coming to win and all of my n-gg-s be gunning, shooting for the top
inside of the cocaine, bimmer pushing it up yo lane
didn’t have no daddy, so my uncle made me soak up his game
i keep it a hundred ’cause my word is bond, in the hood, it don’t change
coming up from nothing, hustling for my money, now i’m gripping grain
i’m beating it down yo’ block
setting up another shop
gotta watch out for these opps
call the block, it’s f-cking hot
putting money inside my sock
watching all of my b-tches flock
nickel and dime me busta
then i promise that your body drop

[hook: ramirez]
b-tch, i’m sn-tching chain, blowing brain, i do my thang, ho
looking at the devil in his face, i’m just a psycho
creepin’ on the come up, so you know i got my lights low
talking all that anna, but you gon’ taste all this ammo
b-tch, i’m sn-tching chain, blowing brain, i do my thang, ho
looking at the devil in his face, i’m just a psycho
creepin’ on the come up, so you know i got my lights low
talking all that anna, but you gon’ taste all this ammo

[verse 2: ramirez]
coming up out the bushes with a red dot
i’m aiming to k!ll
pushing a pill, with this steel
pointing my pocket rocket to your grill
f-ck how you feel
bringing the ruckus, ain’t no time to sleep
freddy krueger with no patience
slit yo’ throat and let you bleed
you want gunplay?
let them nuns pray
but i promise you that this ain’t what you want, mane
i’m off that novocaine
smoking propane
hit ’em in the f-cking chest and see the blood drain
i’m a kick door pro
me want all the smoke
kick into yo’ momma house with my .44
bullet sh-lls tap dancing all on the floor
bring me all the static, ’cause gorilla want some more

[hook: ramirez]
b-tch i’m sn-tching chain, blowing brain, i do my thang, ho
looking at the devil in his face, i’m just a psycho
creepin’ on the come up, so you know i got my lights low
talking all that anna, but you gon’ taste all this ammo
b-tch i’m sn-tching chain, blowing brain, i do my thang, ho
looking at the devil in his face, i’m just a psycho
creepin’ on the come up, so you know i got my lights low
talking all that anna, but you gon’ taste all this ammo

- ramirez lyrics

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