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lirik lagu conway the machine & big ghost ltd – sicarios

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[intro: flee lord]
brr, boom, boom, boom
machine, what’s good?
lord, lord

[verse 1: flee lord]
feast your eyes on the awesome and the real (real)
puck hit him on the side, he got tossed in the ear (brr)
fleeigo delgado, this is gladiator school (gladiator school)
hot pipe in my hand, this a radiator tube (boom)
them shenanigans you play, now them hammers finna spray
had him lackin’ in the lobby, but his moms got in the way (get the f~ck out the way)
drummin’ with some iron sticks, coke dryin’, fryin’ fish (whip)
jungle lord, got gorilla lungs and a lion wrist
pots burnin’, kids playin’, block earnin’, sh~t sprayin’ (brr)
took it on consignment, knocked it off on his fifth payment
lord, for fred fresh, leave your sofa bed stretched
how you told the bros, “no”, went and told the feds, “yes”? (p~ssy)
i told con, “relax, i’ma hold down the mac” (i got you)
i’m in the slums with the goons, where they flippin’ h~lla packs, lord (brr)
yup, i’m in the slums with the goons, where they flippin’ h~lla packs (what you need, auntie?)

[chorus: flee lord]
bars like central booking, flee and con, know we cookin’ (whip it)
nosy motherf~cker, catch a leg wound just for lookin’ (ah)
gettin’ to the mozzarella, ricotta plus a lot of cheddar
went from gs to the ms, bro, we runnin’ out of letters, lord (huh)
we went from thousands to millions, n~gga (f~ck out of here, brrrrrrrrr, boom, boom, boom)
[interlude: conway the machine]
hahaha, you n~ggas still broke, n~gga
look, we want smoke, p~ssy

[verse 2: conway the machine]
my doctor was mad that i wouldn’t let him operate (get off me)
i bounced back, i just make more money than my doctor make (hah)
violate and you gettin’ a surgeon and a doctor date (uh huh)
sound like a helicopter landin’, all that noise my chopper make (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
ask if it’s a problem, they won’t answer me back (what you heard, n~gga?)
i’m court side in portland, carmelo anthony back (hahahaha)
really just came to see my plug, i go hand him the sack
i’m smilin’ like anderson .paak when he hand me the packs, yeah (gracias, amigo)

[interlude: conway the machine]
hold on, let me hit this weed, n~gga
yeah, i got it

[verse 3: conway the machine]
gray sp~ceship, hop out, fake asics (talk to ’em)
told flee, “you gon’ be rich”, you just gotta stay patient (you gon’ be rich, n~gga)
my b~tch lookin’ like a young sanaa lathan
sittin’ ringside watchin’ tank davis, johnny dang chain bracelet (hah)
p~ssy n~ggas mad ’cause i’m eatin’ and they can’t take it (they mad)
’bout to drop my album and the impact gon’ shake pavement (cap)
if it’s smoke, four goons pull up with ks wavin’ (brr)
a lot of bullets thrown like when brady played peyton (woo)
yeah, rockin’ designer to my drawers
n~ggas slidin’ to the mall, but ain’t findin’ this dior, n~gga (hahaha)
we was in the trenches sellin’ china by the store
window~watchin’ in the trap, mac~90 by the door (talk to ’em)
in houston, ridin’ down west [?] in the car
that cost more than what you signed for, admire from afar
’cause if a n~gga run up on me, i’m firin’ this rod
chopper set you f~ck n~ggas on fire, i’m the god, n~gga (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
[chorus: flee lord]
bars like central booking, flee and con, know we cookin’ (whip it)
nosy motherf~cker, catch a leg wound just for lookin’ (ah)
gettin’ to the mozzarella, ricotta plus a lot of cheddar
went from gs to the ms, bro, we runnin’ out of letters, lord (huh)
we went from thousands to millions, n~gga (f~ck out of here, brrrrrrrrr, boom, boom, boom)

[outro]
griselda


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