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rzo munna (9th street) - pisstake 2.0 lyrics

[intro]
9th street the team, b-tch
six million ways to die

[hook]
it’s all jokes, a load of banter
my congolese gyal wan stress me, why?, i didn’t make it home for ntaba
i put white gyal in the pot, im watchin it lock, that’s becky and amber
my brown-skin ting got beef, with my light-skin ting but she don’t take badda
it’s all jokes, a load of banter
my congolese gyal wan stress me, why?, i didn’t make it home for ntaba
i put white gyal in the pot, im watchin it lock, that’s becky and amber
my brown-skin ting got beef, with my light-skin ting but she don’t take badda
oh sh-t

[verse 1]
they thought rzo munna hates black tings, all cause i said one bar
got a ghanaian ting holding packs here, and a niger gyal from far
my jamaican gyal wanna argue, my haitian gyal well they both on rz
i got an asian gyal wanna live in my crazy world, she don’t know the half
big back ting from yard, wanna hold packs in yard
and a white gyal from italy, she want a bit of me but she a tar
she ain’t got my socco, we juss pray that this b-tch got t-ts
and the congolese gyal wan stress me, she gets mad when she ain’t get d-ck
i had the chance, but i said f-ck that, i could’ve f-cked that but that gyal ain’t sh-t
gyal get treated like grub, once its with me, its get whipped
when putting the food in the pot, don’t rush, stay steady
she asked me if i had preference, i like keishas, i like beckys

[verse 2]
she wanna come round
when she knows that she talks too much, and i’ve told her talking ain’t make me pounds
so suck this d-ck and get out the house
whats all this this hate?
on the net i see shade, but not to my face, they know they gon meet this blade
backroad, high road, night time, won’t do it broad day
and the opps look p-ssed whenever they see my face or meet my blade
if i can’t cut you, i’ll cut your mate, do it like f-ck it
last drillin i did was in public, do it no face, no case i love it
if i get nicked, i’ll buss it
cute one buck bro, she ain’t got no hope
bring her to the bando, dont draw heart, no smoke
suck this d-ck and do up this roach
cute one but boo
she didn’t like what i said on my last track, when i blast that she said put it on mute
she hates it whenever i be rude

- rzo munna 9th street lyrics

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