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robbioso - sideshow lyrics

[verse 1: robbioso]
whole squad on that dumb sh-t
f-ck is a beef, 30 shots in that drumstick
all that talk bout’ a body, you ain’t up sh-t
glock 21 on soccer mode, this b-tch got dumb kick
i’m bout bread, care less what you tellin’ me
i keep a couple b’s like a muhf-ckin’ spellin’ bee
and i don’t even need a beam i got accuracy
had to run off on the plug he was taxin’ me
need a p, call khalil, brodie got it
knot so fat you can’t fit it in a wallet
shoes cost a band i don’t rock foamposites
quit talkin’ bout a foreign, broke n-gg- go and cop it
if a b-tch wanna f-ck, better say sumn
bet she won’t even get a lick if she don’t pay nun
talk sh-t, no febreeze, i’ll spray sumn
boys get behind, up the glocks and don’t say nun

last year i was broke like a injury
now my name buzzin’, n-gg-s sayin’ that they kin to me
f-ck n-gg-s, n-gg-s ain’t who they pretend to be
rockin’ all this gold n-gg-, like i’m mr. t
on the s, bet a band on that 6 8
bro said he heard the boys comin’, n-gg- which way?
if it’s fonk, why that lil n-gg- skip states
and i ain’t talkin’ k mart but gotta big k
i ain’t rockin wit’ a n-gg- if he tellin’
in the trap blowin’ loud like a dumb n-gg- yellin’
where you from? lil b-tch i’m from the 7
all that internet thuggin’, i’ll send yo -ss to heaven
spend 5 bands in neimans, that’s a bustdown
just hit a lick for like 6, that’s a touchdown
f-ck clowns, last year was broke but i’m up now
same b-mmy -ss n-gg- bustin’ nuts now

8 ounce of lean like the white in the pros
gotta n-gg- burnt out like a piece of some toast
once a n-gg- get a bag, spend that with my folks
kevin hart, n-gg-‘s pockets a muhf-ckin’ joke
broke b-tch i know you wanna live this lifestyle
came up overnight, n-gg-s like how, pipe down
run up on the n-gg- with the mic out, glock 23 quick to shoot a n-gg- lights out

[verse 2: #dre]
real n-gg-s don’t die
if you bust at my brother, real n-gg- gone slide
never leave without my 9, before i take a n-gg- life imma look him in his eyes
we on all gang sh-t, if you slide through the telly then the whole gang hit
pic-sso, my n-gg-s artistic, they paint whips
dope just something a broke b-tch can’t get
lil b-tch lemme check that trap, when on top, better check that strap
drop a location, i’m knockin’ n-gg-s off the map
b-tch a blade with game sharper than a tack
used to sell 5 sacks, now i’m playin’ wit’ a bag
used to flip in the gr-ss, now i’m flippin’ them packs
200 for a verse if you want straight crack
and you lost my respect cause you f-ckin’ with a rat
free shane, bro down for attempted body
i got bands, i could drop on a maserati
it’s the get money clique, i know you heard about us
the last b-tch that we f-cked spread the word about us
gotta big quenching up while i’m band searching
give a n-gg- body shots, he need 10 surgeons
you ain’t never sold dope n-gg- quit purpin’
man ya’ll n-gg-s turf hoppin’, i be clique swervin’
block the b-tch on the gram but she still lurk
if it’s fonk we gone slide like big worm
the b-tch work, ion care if the b-tch hurt
f-ck what’s in her panties, i’m tryna see what’s in a b-tch purse
i guess some sh-t will never change
zay got the 30, ready to leave a n-gg- face in (?)
g.o.c, stick clan n-gg- we get it in
i need 2 more hoes and i’m sendin’ nem
ain’t performin’ if the 40 ain’t gettin’ in
you want smoke, turn yo homie to a cigarette
one thing i can’t stand is a n-gg-, b-tch you all in yo feelings
lil hoe i’m tryna get rich
this block and that block n-gg- we run that
see the suckas up strapped, n-gg- we done that
wrist twerk and the pop bet it come back
i stopped sellin’ that cause the slime got me dumb racks
pazzi swervin’, switch it up and go whoopty whoop
gotta n-gg- and they bark like scooby doo
ion f-ck wit’ no suckas, my circle coogi poo
i swear all these hoes get around like a hoolah hoop

- robbioso lyrics

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