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ron rare - bounty lyrics

[chorus]
aye, i’m that n+gga in the city
n+gga on my mama ain’t n0body f+cking with me
n+ggas claim they want me dead, tell ’em come and get me
you won’t catch me lacking b+tch, i’m chilling with this 50
if i catch a n+gga lacking, ima bust until it’s empty
n+gga say he want some smoke, come on let’s get busy
my young dog with me, and my n+gga keep the bl!cky
i can put that choppa on his neck like a hickey

[verse 1]
i got a, new chop, and this b+tch all 32 shots
gotta watch my back, ’cause i heard i got a few opps
gotta tell my young dog to chill, that n+gga too hot
b+tch i feel like roddy ricch, i’ll give his ass a new box
i bought some new forces, last ones they got bl++dy now
n+gga talking ’bout he on my head, n+gga cut it out
you ain’t finna do sh+t n+gga, shut yo’ f+cking mouth
n+ggas love talking all that sh+t, so we outside thеy house
you say you is really a demon, you gotta lеt it out
you say you is really a dog, you gotta show us now
how you finna start some beef, then you finna run and tell?
you remind me of mickey, you a f+cking mouse
this n+gga tryna risk his life, just to get some clout
can’t wait ’til i catch this p+ssy n+gga, ima air him out
if i leave the glocky at the crib, we gon’ stomp him out
these n+ggas hiding like some b+tches, they can’t leave the house
[chorus]
aye, i’m that n+gga in the city
n+gga on my mama ain’t n0body f+cking with me
n+ggas claim they want me dead, tell ’em come and get me
you won’t catch me lacking b+tch, i’m chilling with this 50
if i catch a n+gga lacking, ima bust until it’s empty
n+gga say he want some smoke, come on let’s get busy
my young dog with me, and my n+gga keep the bl!cky
i can put that choppa on his neck like a hickey

[verse 2]
i’m a, big dog, i’m the type to call the shots
you a b+tch n+gga, you the type to call the cops
if it’s really beef i thought we wasn’t s’posed to talk
i thought we was s’posed to be spinning each other block
you a weirdo n+gga, on the ‘net like some b+tches
probably just so when i +++ you, you gon’ have a witness
that’s some b+tch sh+t, n+gga that’s some real snitch sh+t
shut yo’ f+cking mouth on instagram n+gga
why you in my dm’s like i give a d+mn n+gga?
ima spin this n+gga block like a ceiling fan n+gga
all my n+ggas trap and moving milligrams n+gga
all that dissing on my name, and i’m still the man n+gga

- ron rare lyrics

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