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royell raxx - sound wave lyrics

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[verse 1: royell raxx]
kcurv sh-t
new b-tch, new pay, new grip, new wave
new lick, new chain, iced out like i’m froze mane
ya’ll n-gg-s sh-t cause i run with the pole
number 1 n-gg- i came with the gold
f-ck all ya’ll n-gg-s i came with a pole
the pole got a scope, straight for yo dome (d-mn, b-tch!)
i gotta run it up (run it up)
n-gg-s is talking they gunning (what?)
i gotta stab them, n-gg-s is talking i drive through em traffic
i gotta do it; i’m d to the savage
n-gg-s is talking, they really be lacking
came wit’ a 30 we steady be packing
running that sh-t cause i got a new package (d-mn, b-tch!)

[verse 2: roachklip]
i got a new package, young n-gg- was crack-a-lacking
came through straight heavy trapping
uh, uh young n-gg- whats packing?
came through with a klip, my whole clique with a 30 clip
roachklip bought a whole zip, we smoke that sh-t then we hit a lick (whats good)
hop out wit’ the mothaf-cking stick (uh)
moses split the whole red sea, i cannot oversee when i try to overcome my seed, yeah i will just come to be
people protect, the others failed to keep
roachklip link up the whole gang, surely inflict on my kinfolk
b-tch i’ve been told, when i get old
need to save the money and the gold
cherish the moments, smoking the potent, sipping the potion
wavy like a ocean, young n-gg- like a train; locomotion
pulling that sh-t, h-lla f-cking fast
young n-gg- never lack, (i run it up) young n-gg- never come in last
im upping the pace, smoking the blunts and i ash (gang!)
smoking the blunts and i ash

[verse 3: scooterbandz]
(gang!)
three b-tches plus me- i think that equals four
i’m on top and i’m posted with stove
and these n-gg-s are talking i’ll smoke em like stoage
i’m a young soldier, i’m posted in fields
and these n-gg-s they talking, i’ll pop em like pill
young n-gg- b-tch i’m rolling on flats, four flats and these n-gg-s they running
choppa with me b-tch you know that its drumming
k!ll that p-ssy you know that she’s c-mming (ooh)
i gotta get it i’m going hard, you acting hard b-tch i’ll pull your car
i’m f-cking your b-tch and you’re not even single
she hit me line every day try to mingle, i told that b-tch i’m single like a pringle
she hit me line and say she wanna kick it
can’t trust these b-tches they mothaf-cking wicked
young n-gg- talking he look like a witness
uh, uh flexing like fitness

[verse 4: roachklip]
yes i insisted, putting pills in my sprite is twisted
n-gg- wanna be a real dictionary he cannot say no words to me (what!)
i get some scary views, young n-gg- really got some views
young n-gg- really got a deuce
i pour that sh-t n-gg-, i drip like mountain dew n-gg- i get the whole news
n-gg- what you say today?
pulling on the bombay and the ak
kinda schizophrenic i’m kinda cray-cray
n-gg- wanna get this sh-t, n-gg- better lay low

[outro: royell raxx]
real n-gg- sh-t on my mama!
splitting yo sh-t with the llama
boom sh-t like osama, that sh-t singing like an opera!
said we just k!lling this sh-t cause we feeling this sh-t
this a sequel and we really in it, this b-tch (psychedelic f-cking drip) ! ! !



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