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lirik lagu babytron - luka magic

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[intro]
(aye, bro, d~mn near five minutes left, bro, i’m so high)
troncic, troncic
(man, i hope with troncic there’s no more delays, bro)
(it’s time, man, it’s time)
this sh~t for the gang, this sh~t for the hood
(luka troncic 2, come on)
this for the militia
this sh~t for $cam, this for chris
this for laurente
this for junebug, this for neem
you heard?
sbdsm, t~double~h~l sh~t (getta beats)
7772, this what y’all been waitin’
for, huh?
double seven, double seven
yeah

[verse 1]
bin reaper, sleeve nash, but right now i’m luka
me and them be all through flint, i ain’t kyle kuzma
i heard you out here eatin’ ass and you bitin’ fupas
my hitman all this sh~t, he’ll icе the jewelеr
i can’t bring him into wafi’s with me, he might k!ll him
if we talkin’ oxy’s, i might have to bite ’em just to fill ’em
i did nun’ ’cause of my cousins, what is blood?
i told the cops i’m high off life, what is drugs?
i’m from the mud, from the gutta, from the slums
all she ever wanna do is fuss, ho’, let’s f~ck
i’il grab my b~tch right up out the function, like, “let’s go”
it’s a green day, if you rockin’, then let’s roll
i’il catch a green case just to drop it on the floor, ha
’cause i be d~mned if i drop it in my pot
i’il mob down crenshaw and get to stompin’ through the burn
no matter where tron go, he got a glocky with the mob
sh~t, it’s still free unky, still got ocky setting bonds
still’ll play the nike techs, still’ll pop out in some crocs
still be plotting with the squad, $hittyboyz, them the guys
militia madness, all 2025, them the vibes
672, dark side, them the ties
through the jets from the mac to the digs, them the ties
i don’t think she’ll ever, ever leave me ‘lone, she d~ckmatized
why you cryin’ ’bout the same b~tch that my d~ck inside? man
cup purple, chain purple, rip $cam
buffs purple, truck purple, rip mauri
purple mike amiris, purple chrome, purple ricks, barney
oh, you one of them hoes when it die down, you switch parties?
take yo’ ass home, don’t you got kids?
how the f~ck you go home alone? don’t you got rizz?
stop askin’ for the low, sh~t is not crip
i’il sn~tch your ho then go and sell her to the top bid
last couple years, it was yohji yamamoto
now revive tellin’ me satoshi nakamoto
chop the face shoppin’, but the rollie not a ‘rola
rollin’ off a tesla but the codeine got me slow~mo
that’s what you call balance, this what you call talent
told lando, “if i ever get one call, answer”
d~mn near all my opps died from guns, one caught cancer
and i must be f~cked up, why i’m the only one laughin’?
time traveled fifty years, i was the only one standin’
back in the day, i was one of the only ones scammin’, huh
i was one of the only ones jammin’
i’m just rappin’
you hear? i was active
boogs caught a hat, now his facebook deactivated
nowadays, it’s all cap, facebook a graduation
swing the k, now his face look decapitated
his brains cooked in the streets, they evaporated
it ain’t a mean mug, that’s just how i look, bae
[bridge]
i’m ld off 523s, i can’t even look straight
outta town in the trenches, but i swear it looks safe
slam a sl~t then smack her b~tt
tell a b~tch, “good game”
all this pay, f~ck a safe, i’mma need a bookcase
i got eight hundred horsies, i ain’t finna foot race
you gotta learn there’s bad love and there’s some good hate
ain’t no restrictions on the bl!ck, get your young bull scr~ped
sh~t, or get your og shot
fifteen thou’, this ain’t your ordinary g~shock
my lil’ ho on facetime takin’ ot shots
tron still a yn, but i got og glock
i done balled four quarters, guess it’s ot now
i don’t use these beats no more ’cause it’s op now
granny sent me my vid, like, “you tryna od, huh?”
chill your old ass out, we only poured three pops

[verse 2]
lil fuzz don’t got a license and he drive just like license
i ain’t never stayed inside, i was vibin’ through the virus
yes, i promote violence, yes, l promote fraud
but lil’ bro don’t rap, he just get out here and odog
yes, i promote guns, yes, i promote torture
yes, i promote s~x, b~tch, come perform oral
never even thugged it once, he was born corporal
cuz’ll show you how to cook a brick on the george foreman
i ain’t bradley beal, but i’m a overpaid player
i don’t know where the meter at but over gamebreaker
go and get a h~llcat, sh~t, we over daytonas
my ho talkin’ ’bout a ‘lac, and she over range rovers
aye, this sh~t for the gang, for the militia, for the mitten
this for all the lolin’, jokin’, and the kiddin’
this for everybody get out here
and stand on business
this for everybody tryna go out here and stack some chicken
the craft got mastered, time to execute it
she ain’t sittin’ on the rim, time to send a uber
dpd ain’t finna do it, time to send the troopers
skrrt, we’ll get away from helicopters
two hundred thou’ in already, this my seventh concert
oh, you sellin’ scripts? we’ll sell a doctor
oh, you sellin’ books? we’ll sell a locker
oh, you need some money, lil’ bro? we’ll sell a sponsor
i could meet a fish today and prolly sell her water
i just hope i have a son ’cause l’ii sell my daughter
’cause i can’t stand you hoes
oops, i mean girls
forty geeked off of grade twenty, i’m in pink world
ten millions later, i’m the same jimmy
seven chains later, how i ain’t chippy?
six watches later, next one a plain jane richie
five whips later, they surprised that i ain’t came bentley
four years later, it’s the second run of troncic
i might drop a third one to remind ’em
two pair of bust~busts, b~tch, i’m shinin’
and that ain’t all of ’em, h~llhound, it’s whinin’
it’s a herd of buffalos, we some bison
fuzz run routes like justin jefferson, he a viking
your b~tch a walkin’ vacuum, she a dyson
i don’t wanna hear y’all broke convos , i eat in private
big blood, pitchin’ work like tarik scubal
you don’t know babytron? go and read google
this ain’t warzone, can’t n0body reboot you
if i take the cartis off, i’ll see through you
he ain’t make it to the league, prolly d2’ed it
the turkey bag stank, you would think the weed pooted
tell a b~tch she get one chance, so don’t be stupid
[outro]
troncic, troncic, 77
nyeh


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