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trouble makers gang - pyrex lyrics

[paymyth]

spit gold n-gga
backward on my k!lling flopper
head shots, snap tops, man thats a f-cking number
keep it g, thats a muf-cking recipe
smoking gold, rolling weed
all the way n-gga 10 deep
is this sh-t real or a fake endless disease
so insane n-gga i might not believe it
higher supplies n munchies applied
thoughts laughing so loud i might die grinding it inside
that’s so insane b-tches snoring cocaine
one sniff in your vein, yall life is on pain
spitting with that mind flows high rhymes n lames, get it?
it was just a matter of switching lanes (need more)
be refo, ain’t popping mollies for sure
spent a lot of money just to wear a pair of good shoes
getting n putting, some how my spitting still moving
back it up n-gga, trow that harpoon in the moon
suppose to believe it while all the stoners will get it
crown is there, king is gone simply getting panic in a minute
now my time is on, ill put it in my mind drone
n getting all the higher zones to another f-cking level
everlasting sh-t street dreams became a mellow
hydro seek n preach a lonely yellow pac-sso
back it up! what up doe? f-ck the law n my zone n my songs getting too much astro impossible

[hook]

n i’m on, money is my subject
f-ck you! pay me!
i ain’t going back to that broke sh-t
cold world n-gga, tone in my gold trigga
screaming f-ck the world
tm is the gang n-gga
pyrex sh-t, so put us on the map
cuz we are sharper than a razer blades
we ain’t ready to crash in
melody of our thoughts, gun clock like the time is short
so you better find the exit n-gga

[kao$]

to this rap sh-t ima pot of gold, i dont mess with funky hoes
my rhymes are cold, they cold enough to k!llem quick strap sh-t with ill’a flows
kao$ is the name ho, where my team at we ain’t messing with the same flow
close line’s glock this i ain’t k!lling it, murder lines im about go i know u feeling it
so dont test me we got it in our scene, i got it in my jeans
so thats my only hope in this making
to be real, i k!llem before the aftermath, thats a fact
i got too many lessons with this blind facts, so cop that
i ain’t letting them have, thats what i have to earn n-gga
i never had sh-t, f-ck that gun power so lighter, light em up till we get it right
i see no evil with this pyrex sh-t thats alright, to free my soul
i need sometime alone, time alone get aligned k!lling sh-t outta line
tmg we the k!lling time, lock this game up put it in to work sh-t
young gods with this trippy rap sh-t,we just came to spit heat
with one intention to k!ll this, n-gga we got this, trap inside the truth
im bout to chase my desire all alone, so listen up
mac clips tactics they won’t make u better in this rap sh-t
slipping on that mosh pit im ready when u are, right on time
k!lling all these rappers cause we drop bombs….

[hook]

[pyrex]

came from the bottom, and yeah u know us
bring that heat with the fire take cover dont hold’up
we ain’t got no sponsors, they ain’t messing we prove it
still making moves rhymes leaded with the rifle
so u better take cover n-gga, f-ck a n-gga
pyrex sh-t get aligned, k!llem everytime
so bust that sh-t through ur speakers n-gga, we ain’t ready to crash in
slightly they domt like us, but we just keep on going ( i gotta get it in )
shots in the air shootem up cuz we on that trill sh-t drill this
so listen up, gotta respect for the status we aiming for u folks
so my sh-t raw, n-ggas play it back tmg we bring it back tell us whats next
with that top back i gotta pop that thats sh-t
u all ready know hold n-gga…..

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