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sosmula - m-80 lyrics

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time to show these f+ck n+ggas what im about (thats lama out)
have my n+gga ryder pone pull the lama out (ay yo ryder)
have my n+gga kaz run up in your momma house (ha)
all of them n+ggas what u know none of them n+ggas ridin out (p+ssy)
u n+ggas straight ass, my n+ggas straight cash
nike gloves, black flag and the face mask
i throw a brick on the table im gon’ break half (mula)
im from the east boy, caught my work on 8th ave
im talking night and day, i do this night and day
no hesitatin we just shooting right away
on some dumb sh+t that take your life away (deadass)
lil n+ggas getting bodied for them micro g’s
cook a brick n+gga (n+gga), in a microwave, (cocaine)
n+ggas no hoe on the nicest day (mula), im taking life for short
i said life for short, on the run now cuz we ain’t goin to court (mula!)
f+ck smokin dust, all my n+ggas we been crazy (f+ck outta here)
can’t hold me back, ima blow up like m+80 (ea)
f+ck smokin dust, all my n+ggas we been crazy (crazy)
two glock 9s, holdin sh+t to my twin babies (blaow)
them ryder n+ggas dont f+ck around, we straight clappin (blaow)
them ryder n+ggas dont f+ck around, we straight clappin (blaow)
them ryder n+ggas blitz n+ggas like john madden (mula)
playin hoe games, u playin gun games (blaow)
have my n+ggas treat ur block like a gun range
have my n+ggas treat ur b+tch like the one trained (slide)
free my n+ggas on the island, up in one name ( free the ryders)
some n+ggas capped out, some n+ggas bailed out
all of my n+ggas run the phones in the jail house (ha)
no tosted got a hosted in my h bout (flee n+gga)
i’ma smoke you with the cobra that ur face smiled (blaow)
you n+ggas all soft, crackin 8 b+lls off
papi hit me with a brick i knock it all off (cocaine)
bad b+tches on my d+ck they pockets all off
we them n+ggas now watch them n+ggas fall off
these b+tches all down, i lay ’em more down
all my n+ggas set, cuz he play for georgetown
i need a 4 pound, its some more rounds
rap givin circles, these n+ggas all clowns
f+ck smokin dust, all my n+ggas we been crazy (f+ck outta here)
can’t hold me back, i’ma blow up like m+80 (ea)
f+ck smokin dust, all my n+ggas we been crazy (crazy)
two glock 9s, holdin sh+t to my twin babies (blaow)
them ryder n+ggas dont f+ck around, we straight clappin (blaow)
them ryder n+ggas run the east side of manhattan (thats a fact)
them ryder n+ggas dont f+ck around, we straight clappin (blaow)
them ryder n+ggas blitz n+ggas like john madden (mula)



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