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z (of firing squad) - tremendous lyrics

[intro: z]
if they ain’t acting right they better be packing right, i swear to god on that
go get a packed up pipe or i buy they eyes or buy they baseball cap

[chorus: z]
we’re tremendous in this business, they’re just speaking my thoughts
f+ck it, it is what it is, this sh+t just pop in my throat
we in the studio flaming it up for the whole west coast
if you ain’t riding with us homie i suggest you get gone
we’re tremendous in this business, they’re just speaking my thoughts
f+ck it, it is what it is, this sh+t just pop in my throat
we in the studio flaming it up for the wholе west coast
if you ain’t riding with us homie i suggest you gеt gone

[verse 1: king roman]
best believe i’m riding with my folks
not one escalating on 24s
i’m from the county kicking dough
i’ve been up and down the west coast bumping my music
everyone from the west coast get stupid (get stupid)
it’s a cali way of living
my team is winning (winning)
it’s already ninth inning, i’m a future hall of famer like roger clemens
i’m flipping and i’ll make you drop a deal
and if you are my godfather just call me neo
with a eagle eye
i got home+boy riding legal in that ’84 regal packing a desert eagle
go to my funked out people
let’s get that scritch+scratch
count some c+notes like casino, casino
i’m tremendous in this rap game
spitting nothing but propane
it’s k!ller cali flowing through my veins man
ain’t a d+mn thing changed
put some ice in my mouth and i started freezing my slang
[chorus: z]
we’re tremendous in this business, they’re just speaking my thoughts
f+ck it, it is what it is, this sh+t just pop in my throat
we in the studio flaming it up for the whole west coast
if you ain’t riding with us homie i suggest you get gone
we’re tremendous in this business, they’re just speaking my thoughts
f+ck it, it is what it is, this sh+t just pop in my throat
we in the studio flaming it up for the whole west coast
if you ain’t riding with us homie i suggest you get gone

[verse 2: boog]
i’m tremendous in this business
my roundabouts from the ks man
in the lace of brain say, we’re f+cking your brainwaves
soul to soldier, west coast, we’re riding all d+mn day
open your b+tch in the city, but when she glance while her face maimed
you go from sour to slapping yo b+tch with power
i’m laughing, i’m half dope, crazy
i pay your hoe by the hour
i can’t change the way i do my thing
the way my khakis creased up display my change
but what i can do for is give yo ass an intro
bang it out your sneakers and plotting off to your kinfolk
and have them bump it, it must be the shoes i’m dumping
i open the trunk and slumping
the hydraulic pumps is dumping
i ride a 6’2” with twinkies on the sh+t boo
california stopping at the light before i dip through
i can’t say nothing, homies know i’m dumping
young boogie in the flesh
it is what it is homie i’m gone
[chorus: z]
we’re tremendous in this business, they’re just speaking my thoughts
f+ck it, it is what it is, this sh+t just pop in my throat
we in the studio flaming it up for the whole west coast
if you ain’t riding with us homie i suggest you get gone
we’re tremendous in this business, they’re just speaking my thoughts
f+ck it, it is what it is, this sh+t just pop in my throat
we in the studio flaming it up for the whole west coast
if you ain’t riding with us homie i suggest you get gone

[verse 3: z]
put your lights out like tyson
put some drip in this fool, i’m quick mitted
a flamethrower with terror but with every four seconds my flow keeps winning
knock your socks, i’m lightning shocks
sticking to masses, knock the blocks
f+ck with me i’m icy+hot
pick my month and the temperature drops
i’m rocking cool like what you doing homie your flow’s cool
let us spit, lost in it
pump ’em up then i’ll roll through
but we tremendous from the flame and speaks till the d+ckeys fitted
i’m barely a third year, y’all better plug your f+cking eardrums
what’s up hood?
[they treat it but the motherf+ckers look like around awkward, i could blow kush?]
they think they f+cking with us, telling roman we’re so good
i bang your feet like i’m the f+cking tenders rocking tone
whatever you’re about to get stocking homie what’s happening
just always come as good
i eat the f+cking mics for breakfast lunch and dinner aight
like y’all are swinging your ways in baby dust
i’m worried ’bout mics
so before you get my name just regaled up and dirt mentioned
just remember i told you, we’re tremendous in this f+cking business

- z of firing squad lyrics

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