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talibando - ox lyrics

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you scared?, cuz you good?+
hol’ on, hol’ on, hol’ on, you come into my house, dontcha ever bring scared business to me+ you looking at the toughest rasta+jamaican in the united states of america, i run sh+t, i k!ll for nothing, [?]

blowing big woods like ox
prolly chillin with ma pops
cop a play in tha srt or go and get the newest drop
it’s n+gga’s heyday we on top
we only drink if it’s straight drops
smoke a qp of cookie, every week like i got crops
sn+tched the feds, not the oops, never sitting in one spot
between me and q, we got at least 200 shots
2 choppas, 2 glocks, everything fully stocked
and green beams on our guns cuz it’s a go, we see the oops
that’s my dawg, you know we been here for two in a row and yeah we double back on halloween, fo’ tens and hoes
pockets stuffed, i got a dub in all dubs on the o’
i done bossed my life up, i owe it all to the road
heard you still barely hustling, you barely copping a bowl
i just put 40 up but i copped with 20 mo’
last year around this time i swear to god that i was broke
i won’t go back there no more, f+ck gambling in these hoes

(remember when i told you owe me one n+gga, remember when i told you owe me one, well listen to this, no+listen here,this is it)

i got k!llas that’s my best friends, and unc’ still the bird man
if he don’t cop a half or better, we don’t even serve them
if we put them choppas on you, you gone have to see a surgeon
ask about me in my hood, n+gga i’ve been workin’
pull up on 7 mile come see this sh+t bout purging
you can’t even go to yo hood boy you worthless
my next opp a jeweler, iced the taliban turban
srt for summer, winter time i need a bird man
finna pineapple, only thing i pour my syrup in
i know i just got back, but tomorrow i’m on tour again
i’ve been going crazy, ain’t f+ckin with my lady
on the road daily, them turn arounds crazy
i ran up a check on they ass cuz they lazy
and i don’t f+ck with them weird n+ggas, they fugazi
money still coming, they can’t stomach it, they hate me
but they won’t play with me, them do’s like the navy

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