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robbioso - old school slap lyrics

oh sh-t it’s that n-gga again
slim got a n-gga tired like the michelin man
if you on me better pay me or we hoppin’ out vans
and i’ll pop a n-gga quick but i don’t f-ck with the xans
i’m good with the hands, i’ll [?] a n-gga quick like a [?]
home depot, how i rock with this toolie
if n-ggas wanna act, got clips longer than a movie
and my b-tch look like a snack and i ain’t talkin’ bout scooby
new jack city, n-ggas pockets on pookie
just f-cked on his b-tch now i heard he wanna shoot me
ha, n-ggas pockets on pookie, just f-cke don his main now i heard he wanna shoot me
how you taking more l’s than a lexus
f-ck a warm up, a n-gga [?] stretch it
2-2-3’s at his neck like a necklace
jj watts on the money, imma text it
was broke but i rose like i’m derrick
always talkin’ bout designer we don’t ever see you wear it
n-ggas repeating my old swag like a parrot
got a b-tch that call me daddy and i ain’t even her parent
i told her gimme 3 bands like i’m future
no xbox but a n-gga had to user
and i heard you kissing on her, you a loser
and i can never f-ck on one b-tch, imma choose her
not a ocean but i’m something to sea
and i ain’t celibate, but ain’t too many f-cking with me
[?] but can catch a n-gga up in a fee
like a stop sign, a n-gga always up in the streets
i got a black and white b-tch like a panda
in the north pole with more hoes than santa
n-ggas out here lying and fronting like a phantom
all this f-cking gold on me, a n-gga look like a magnet
like a boulder n-ggas know how i’m rockin’
if it’s a problem, chris breezy, we can get this b-tch popping
i got n-ggas in a [?] like a football team
and lil johny got a rocket like that boy yao ming
n-gga i was thirteen when i first started rapping
never ever read it but a n-gga still trapping
no p.e. cl-ss but a n-gga still active
bullets bouncing off a n-gga body like a mattress
balmain with the ysl [?]
b-tch she peepin’, i can see it in her eyes she wanna f-ck me
[?] charm on a n-gga neck, i feel lucky
gimme five bands, just a feat, just to test me
diamond dancing on my neck and wrist, they so sl-tty
[?] in the back off that muddy
rolling up a wood, it’s just me and my cuddie
and you ain’t gotta feel me cuz i know the hood love me
like a cat, n-ggas lying in they raps
how you talking all that hot sh-t but never stating facts
n-gga just watch, i been balling, check the stats
and i ain’t drake but if it’s funk my n-ggas slide back to back
[?] nine on a n-gga hip, leave some [?]
i dropped out of college, name a n-gga that can test me
ain’t rocking with a stick on you, we ain’t gretzky
[?] all of that nike, on n-ggas finna check me
aye axe, it’s a [?] trouble
ain’t i ain’t f-cking with these hoes like a tunnel
really in the streets, a n-gga grew up in the jungle
with so many b-tches on a n-gga b-lls like i fumbled
now name one n-gga f-cking with me
[?] the money turned me into a beast
back up b-tch quit all that touching on me
i can never let a b-tch think she f-cking for free

- robbioso lyrics

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