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ron-loc - "#psychologicaldetoxification" #preachersofla #dissrecord lyrics

song: “#psychologicaldetoxification” #preachersofla #dissrecord
artist: big ron-loc
album: #hostileandhungry6 (the mixtape)
producer: dr. dre

verse 1

i can feel you p-ssy n-ggas looking at me sideways, bet the .50 cal strap will hit him from a block away
automatic head shot any time me or my k!llers spray, god cross ya mind knock him off wile the n-gga pray
reverin i don’t think the church gone save you, n-ggas selling dope while they mammas come pay you
constantly war ing with devil cause i love god, i got it with the ones on earth who call they self taking charge
i really read the bible, i can see through you, put that choppa on his -ss, really see through you
label my kind with demons cause i never look or speak to you, do him like he do the church stick up and say the bills due
m-th-f-cka i don’t really wanna smoke you, mind your crooked -ss business and i’m a mind mine too
the same preacher told his crowd i had a foul mouth, was f-cking my grand mamma inside my grandaddy house
while he was married to my auntie, oh now i know why n-ggas ain’t f-cking with me, waiting on me to turn around so they can stick a dagger in me, like the old neighbor you slept so close to, right there arms reach k!llers? what the f-ck fool, boss and black tone the only n-ggas on my album, reallest n-ggas i know, a peace sign a count them loc, subliminal -ss n-gga i ain’t throwing punch lines, i point blank range rpg mine
cause you never had beef in any city, mamma kept him so close, he talk his lips will touch her t-tty
i bang gangsta rap like its the california card
you caught a dope case and everybody disappeared, you was snitching in a cell with a wire in it, every body in the streets know been did it, he got his chest poked out acting like he feared
my own family shot and missed, bet i won’t

- ron loc lyrics

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