lirik lagu not guilty - rj lamont
[verse 1: 9000 rondae]
i can see you boys p~ssy, with no eyes
i can hit that b~tch p~ssy, with no [?]
why you n~ggas got love for getting locked down?
topside, now my n~ggas driving droptops
summertime, heard n~ggas getting dropped now
sun out, gun out, how i ride around
when i come around now, never hear a sound
soon as a n~gga leave, something went down
what’s going on? what you need? why you call my phone?
you bullsh~tting, quick to hit you with the dial tone
i heard you slip and slide down, send that n~gga home
don’t gotta ask, ’cause they know what my n~ggas on
how you n~ggas wanna play it?
you really want smoke, or that even what you saying?
sun out, gun out, can’t be another dead
i know the deal coming in, til then, i ain’t playing
[chorus: 9000 rondae]
i know the boys on [?] block, looking dead
ain’t worriеd ’bout a n~gga, it’s the hook on my head
i just want me [?] that’s gon’ gеt me [?]
and if them boys getting not guilty [?]
and pray the lord with you now, not guilty what they said
[?] sh~t on his head
[?] play with it when you get them, get fed
and you can lay with them, n~gga, come and make your bed
motherf~cker
[verse 2: cash kidd]
i can’t f~ck without the head
hear the softest n~ggas talk the most sh~t, call them tedd
was a young n~gga, riding round on the [?]
looking for [?] with my mans
now i’m looking for a plug, on that sh~t
in another n~gga city, with another n~gga b~tch
i’m like a snowman, these karots come with a stick
thought i told you, on my mama, i am not a f~cking l!ck
n~gga, eh
been [?] all day, fire fire
hit your b~tch and [?] michael myres
put that heat to his shirt, like a dryer
slide down with that pole like a firefighter
yeah, all this weed fogging my buffs up
white sticks [?] stuck up
just hit a famous b~tch on the hush hush
eh, broke ass boy, shut the f~ck up
b~tch, you told me you love me, i know you ain’t mean it
she f~cked a rich n~gga, now she tryna act conceded
drive down your block unannounced, we might cheese it
had to go and get it, n~gga, i got tired of dreaming
just f~cked a rapper lil b~tch, and i had her singing
yeah, if a n~gga ain’t 100, you can’t forse it
in the stu, b~tch, i’m geeked up like [?]
in the field with them swipers like dora dora
push me, ’cause i’m close to the edge, it’s like [?]
eh, remember going to school wearing fake [?]
yeah, now i go to sleep on fake titties
make her scream, now her new name is sindi
eh, n~ggas keep calling private
making all these death threats, n~gga, k!llers move in silance
n~ggas know i keep that cannon with me like a pirate
on the road with that bag on me like i’m hiking
[chorus: 9000 rondae]
i know the boys on [?] block, looking dead
ain’t worried ’bout a n~gga, it’s the hook on my head
i just want me [?] that’s gon’ get me [?]
and if them boys getting not guilty [?]
and pray the lord with you now, not guilty what they said
[?] sh~t on his head
[?] play with it when you get them, get fed
and you can lay with them, n~gga, come and make your bed
motherf~cker
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