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snookie, rulz, plasthic slash, tumilz – tetrad cypher lyrics

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[verse 1: snookie]
i pull up with my motherf+ckin glock
ain’t no time for making friends
i don’t think these n+ggas know how i relate
mf’s tryna pull me back
but my tunnel’s vision steady chasing racks
imma cold villain and that’s winning
cos we in a drop top doing 240 in an opp block
12’s chasing cause yea you know these n+ggas drop
the opp ski mask in all faces ready for war
them n+ggas know that we ruthless and all
i ain’t jay i don’t forgive
don’t make me mad i’ll put you in a coffin ayy
focus on my business that’s why they love me
got a pretty b+tch by my side i think she naughty
ayy, these n+ggas i ain’t got no time
always on that hustle, everything i do for moms
and they can never stop my shine
i pray to god for grace and i keep a lil 40

[verse 2: rulz]
bjorn ironsidе
bars invading is like an oversight function
tried to gеt rid of the beats
it’s rap abortion
caution, u messing with the wrong culture
take precaution
ain’t no getting back
you’re 3 score short
laying dead
i’ll send the vultures to puncture
a hole through your sculpture
ivar the boneless
these n+ggas limbless
you can’t stand me
f+ck your fitness
u can’t size this
xxl
you’ll never excel
better double+check
before i expel
the words in my mouth
like casting a spell
this act will be televised
roll the cable up
like a pendulum
i swing both ways
double edged sword
[verse 3: plasthic slash]
a lowlife in high fashion
who’s got the right action, whose work defines passion
in cyphers, he the one in whom to place your faith
‘cause when it’s time to floor emcees, he takes the cake
watch as they break when he smoke ‘em, it’s wake and bake
food for thought, soak it all in like a paper plate
life’s a gamble yo, his verses raise the stakes
and erase the fakes, like george burns, he age with grace
emcees fear me like the kgb
even if they only heard of me in passing like kdb
the door to h+ll, this og holds the key
unholy deeds, the devil sold his soul to me
even when cops point guns at me, never i freeze
i call a spade a spade or a shovel or whatever i please
babes rush me ‘cause i inherited my dad’s riches
i got lots of schizophrenic hoes, that’s mad b+tches

[verse 4: tumilz]
tactician, fire writtens, magician
facts or fiction, mic twitching, dad’s spittin
this is a rap seizure
hot porridge, lip syncing, beta blockers, mad features
sharp shooter, my glocks nick cannon in disguise
who’s the hottest, i spit basaltic lava on the mic
y’all know it’s another gaza when i strike
leave a dead pool when you swim through this bl++dy flow
make ungodly jokes at heaven’s gate like what’s funny bro?
i seen through these slimy p+ss’ like a speculum
in tune with their heart, but this signal undetectable
bl++dy scene when i hit the nail on the head
till you spill the beans and still get fed from the crumbs you make
speak of the devil, who else if i don’t cross your mind
typical asmodeus, viciously inclined
get stroked in your dreams if i’m physically declined
b+tches got vernier calipers, think they can put me in line
bullets like doughnuts, i seen the gun jam
when it’s fun time, i go dirty like a mad man
knowledge like einstein spread beyond this timeline
feed off from negative energy to prolong my lifespan



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