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westside gunn - lucha bros lyrics

[intro]
give me my sh-t when i’m on the ground, i don’t want no part of this guy

[verse 1: westside gunn]
the new king of new york, ay yo, ay yo
f-ck n-gga don’t come outside
ay yo, grandma pleading please put the triple beam up
tec with the red beam hanging out the beamer
state versus ? how dare you try to be us
please west i’m going to bring her back i need a teaser
kicks a little dirty out the box, out the box
b-tches like, “i heard he with the rock, i heard he with the rock”
? looking like a drop, with the bandana got a knock, got a knock
whipped a whole extra brick with kenny omega
mega bust a 20, i’ll be trying to dodge the letters
please pray for me, i ain’t trying to see a stretcher
please pray for me all week i wore stella
i swear to god i got pulled over with the stupid load
they ain’t check the trunk though, they ain’t check the trunk though
i flip sh-ts like the lucha bros, lucha bros, right out the front though

[lucha bros]
mexican rey fénix is the lucha brothers is the best tag team in the planet
cero miedo puto, you know baby ?

[verse 2: curren$y]
i wish it was a government plot and not a n-gga from the same block that walked down on my homie and gave ’em shots
it ain’t safe on the set, n-ggas ain’t thorough
they see you as a threat cuz they don’t believe in they self
a couple knots in my ? swiss army knife corvette
the top retract like that, the street lights in my diamonds react
igniting the pack, i put a pen in the paper stack
some of us still really rap, some of us don’t talk about it lest we really did that
tell me what your man did on the them streets
them hood tales ain’t ? boy
you was at home when the heist went down successfully
n0body hit your phone and told you to get your cut
boy you’s a duck, you was sitting up
you ain’t never set sh-t up and connect no dots to get no paper picked up
yet you expecting to be big up and to be considered as a member when real one’s is in the picture
my n-gga give that sh-t up, i skipped on that benz truck
the color ? rey mysterio smoking a j on the top rope
east side he wrote, it’s sweet but it’s not though
ultra ? dragon, gold daytons on the chevy wagon

[verse 3: benny the butcher]
rah, the butcher coming n-gga, ah
this sh-t getting easier and easier to me
it’s a shame how desperate you n-ggas is becoming
only willing to help unless you benefit from it
we used to not have enough weed to fill up the d-ch-ss
now i’m counting digits with hustlers having business discussions
we already bosses, y’all cry over petty losses
went to war with my foes, black roses in every coffin
my plug made that white girl famous in every market
like simon turned a regular chick into kelly clarkson
look, you getting game from them, it’s gonna stagnate you
but with the sh-t you learn from me it’s gonna graduate you
this the sh-t i make her m-st-rbate to cuz i’m too rich to f-ck her
that’s how c-cky this cash will make you
hoes say these bags made me mad, i’m grateful
when you getting so much chick that none of these b-tches fascinate you
you know it’s real when everybody in rap debate you
since i lived it, i’m who street n-ggas gravitate to
yeah, rap n-ggas shook, all your favorites ducking
feds say it’s talent, i just say you lucky
you gon’ die if they say you touched me
guy used to tuck in his iron but lions never play with monkeys
f-ck what you sold, i still call it trash
i did it without a deal, and i still caught a bag
all my n-ggas went harder when the bills caught up fast
now hustlers come to my show to get their scales autographed
n-gga

- westside gunn lyrics

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