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rio da yung og - 4 minutes of hell lyrics

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1, 2, 3, 4, 5, we want all the pints
i got 30 bars of [?], i wanna ball tonight
turn for real, we go to the mall at night
they open up the stores for us, bro, ’cause we
we got all the ice
and we ain’t never really asked the price, how much this jacket cost?
five e+lades in traffic, you can’t whack a boss
oh, your manager a bitch? i’m trying to crack the boss
he had his hat on his head, but they smacked it off
bro a mechanic, he got under cars and lit ratchets off
okay, the weed look good, how much the package cost?
totin’ guns was cool, bro, till they got crack involved
that’s a 924, that’s a mandatory
but i ain’t gonna keep talking about the feds, that’s another story
i might drop an mvp tapе, the most valuable prisioner
hе want an ig post, he gave me five bands just to grab a picture
if you see me in blue flame, i’m trying to grab a stripper
but i really, really want the bartender, her ass was bigger
like how they dress, but they better than the naked hoes?
baby, let your seat back, give me neck and throat
i know how much money in the bank but i ain’t checking though
i got two blocks of cash, all hundreds, it’s not a weapon, bro
but answer this, have a nigga flow been swept before?
i let them niggas rap like me and they kept the flow
nigga, i’m good behind wheel, i ain’t wrecked before
take me to jewelry unlimited, gotta check the blow
mike said he good, he in the hood, he with hector though
real gangster, i ain’t never been pressed before
yeah, they said somebody got killed up there, but we left before
that happened, we weren’t there when they started clapping
this bitch drive by herself, the car automatic
the glock came with a single shot, now it’s a automatic
them niggas took my black ombre, i went and bought a patek
i was just acting mad, bro, you caught me laughing
he caught me with some bows on clyde road, i told pauly grab ’em
i said, what the fuck i want, dog, y’all be rapping
the difference is i really tell the truth and y ‘all be capping
i don’t do that internet shit, that shit crazy
how much i pay for the pills? he gave me 10, i gave him 640
out of space right now, i’m with rick and morty
i’m only putting that louis shit on, i bought my kids marni
bro cooking a big yellow bird and we sipping barney
we the ones put on sesame street, killed the party
with a real brick plug, a hundred bricks to start up
you ain’t shoot nobody, you just shot and messed they car up
the difference is we come out the backyard, we don’t walk up
when it comes to who got dropped, we don’t talk much
me and the bitch stay in the same house, but we don’t talk much
but i done sent some bows to her house and she caught some
one day i went to the mall, closed my eyes and just bought stuff
the wheels in somerset, [?]
when i see some fine shit, i just ask her what’s her wrist size
bust a play for 10k and gave my bitch five
i always split the money up, know how to divide
overkilled, they hit the nigga in his head three times
they so cool, they pulled off banging ghosts throwing up peace signs
you gonna throw your act’ bottle away, i’ma keep mine
he talking about he had 500k, we know he lying
what the fuck i just say? bro, rewind
i seen this episode, this a rerun
oh, k got so much wood, it’s a tree trunk
first day out the feds, got some head and gave her three pumps
she want a dog, ten thousand for a tea cup
we in a mall with two small ars, he’ll t up
you can’t compare your pape to mine, you gotta reup
all i gotta do is go to the studio and say i seen stuff
but i ain’t seen nothing if the feds asked
who is that in detroit with the drink? is that reg’ ass?
i heard he cut the drink, but i’ma trust the drink
but when i popped the seal open, i almost fucking fainted
me and betty took a percocet and got well acquainted
police asked them did they shoot that nigga, you ain’t gon’ tell them, ain’t you?
you a tattletale, how i’m broke? you know how much shit i had in jail?
so much water on my neck, i’m finna grab a whale
what you got? some crabs? let me grab a tail, oh, that’s fried lobster
i ain’t know, when you got crabs you gotta grab a leg
i’ma crack your head
50 for a verse, i’ma crack your head
and every song i drop, they say something about act’ was said
nigga i give this shit to my son, i don’t have to wear it
and when my daughter was born, i went half [?] carats
she was baby though, i’m with baby though
pull up on me, i’m in burden, i’m with stacy though
this nigga michael keep talking about he got no place to show
that shit pissed me off, i threw my phone down, almost wasted a o
baby i was pouring up when you found me
light skin bitch with cupcakes, my black bitch a brownie
he got the tape around that bitch, that’s the flip around her
cook so much straight drop in here, know my kitchen proud of me
let me check your location, you in michigan probably
swear to god it ain’t been the same since they killed quany
but i don’t know how to show my pain, i feel jolly
tell the drink man to pull up and talk a seal out him

- rio da yung og lyrics

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