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the posterz - rumble lyrics

it’s too extreme for them, they can’t live their life that way
this m-th-f-cker
f-cking back won’t last
it’s hard

verse 1:
one time for the bloodline
six piece for the
come alive in the night, can’t see in the dark no n-gg- like mine, no
paper bag and a cup with a mic and a knife and a gun
middle of the night, daquito
red and blue lights in the cut, and the dust in the duffel
have a line in my mind and i stay where my mind ain’t enough
in and out of ? but they really ain’t payin me enough
so no .. money ain’t changing i ain’t had enough
deep in the jungle and. my stomach is rumblin started to huff for them hundreds and hundreds, we haunted but someone’s with cousins he’s drinking and scuffling f-cking with b-tches
f-ck all you n-gg-s
no i’m not trusting em
no i’m not trusting them
come at that major b-tch
i don’t play games with it
look what you made me now look at my garment a slave… and scratches i came from the bottomless pit with the mosses feel marvelous all of them family moff i guess whoever gossipy off with his head off with the bread

(idk) (we don’t play that)
(we don’t play around)
(we don’t play that)
(we don’t play that)
(we don’t play)

verse 2:
just touched down hit the ground running
dropped the bag off, paper
i was in the trap car with no breaks
live for the day hoppy brought a
i took my penny up with
turn my penny to a pinky ring got a b-tch with a booty like peggy
i’m just tryna f-ck against with a
next thing, i ain’t done it, i mean i got this thing named money, gotta get it by any means, yall mate mean muggin me i don’t got time not for anything funny real spit
but if n-gg-s wanna just get bl hope you’re real quick
h-q rock with the pist cos i’m real n-gg- be a real b-tch
ya know what i mean?
ladies vex better free
now blacks locked up
whole flex f-cked up
just a couple weeks ago i’ma got licked with a shotgun
but that’s the last time a n-gg- got caught without one

only true stories n-gg- wait a minute we ain’t even finished slow it down

ooh ooh oh my god, i just built the f-ckin lot, … wake the motherf-ckin
coppers on my third knee
way too mothaf-ckin paid
way too motherf-cking wersh
i’m way too motherf-cking great
i heard these mothaf-ckas lucky
time to take a f-cking bath
and you hoes ain’t getting nothing
nothing but the f-ckin d-ck

take the picture
it’s like some ketchup
hate the midget then the alpha what
papas f-ck, pourin up, i could do me i could f-ck, f-ck a rapper i could do me dig up one diamond
girl the neck he wanna try ..
p-ssy runnin p-ssy calm
is he ready to make a calm with a n-gg- come and f-ck with a n-gg- from the slum with the n-gg-s in the
n-gg- let me take a picture, huh catch ya slip i’ll slap your b-tch up, look
heard you’re richer than i ever what
pos f-ck pour one up like just do me i don’t flaunt

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