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lirik lagu npk - the real truth

[intro]
ay mobz, that sounds wavy
ghosty
shots get beat like malika
they got one pop, no nine millimetre
we don’t ching no innocent kids
back to the bando, gotta dice this lizz
i suggest for you to not lack
you might not save these-

[chorus: mloose]
shots get beat like malika
they got one pop, no nine millimetre
i was banged up on the wing playing fifa
the opps wetting guys who delivering pizza
i suggest for you to not lack
you might not save these shots like a keeper
he gives verbal, he’s a non-stop speaker
i guess that i should’ve put my rambo deeper
shots get beat like malika
they got one pop, no nine millimetre
i was banged up on the wing playing fifa
the opps wetting guys who delivering pizza
i suggest for you to not lack
you might not save these shots like a keeper
he gives verbal, he’s a non-stop speaker
i guess that i should’ve put my rambo deeper

[verse 1: lr]
the nine boys are getting me p-ssed
feeling just fill it to the brim
on the twos where he got trimmed
asking- how he allowed that sh-t
bare snapchats and their wildest fibs
on the opp block tryna skrr and skid
we don’t ching no innocent kids
back to the bando, we gotta dice this lizz
three for twenty, two for a nift
i ain’t giving out no one day tick
do it like jigga, aim and cl!ck
in the coffin, where your bredrin is
i’m beefin’ a lot of kids
talk on j rose, get you head back wigged
in the station, no comment you pr-cks
this is the life i live
shotty too long so we shorten it
in the bando tryna make this flip
double tap waps and let that rip
my lightie asking me if i’m lidge
camz in the trap, still pattern up bits
dial up bro, like give me a l!ck
i’m hungry and the kats dem kit

[verse 2: mloose]
done left everyone shocked
the day four got done in a ride
the opps don’t affect my guys
they just tell lies, they got friends in the sky
gotta shoutout uncs
cah how many times gang rid to the nine?
that boy got splashed in his head
wet, you would’ve thought he was getting baptised
i could swear that yute was a mali
so why’s he screaming out “jesus christ”?
and they claim that they jump in the ride
they jump in the booth and their shanks are dry
like, how you do that?
they give talk on the ‘gram and the snap
but i’m really out here tryna find where they at
how many of your friends turned pack?

[verse 3: lr]
we got unlimited packs
melo, k1, lampz, chop
they’ve all been put in my dank
e1 never repped his gang
when he got caught, i done beefed his man
talking ’bout slapping off corn, it’s blanks
in the station when a mash don’t bang
with trilla, we just creep and splash
on the other side, no, we don’t take cabs
jump out rides with f-ck off shanks
swing and ching, do it like madmax
or he might lean out the ride with a dots
slap that yute, put a yute ‘pon top
-road where he got dropped
try run off but he tripped and dropped
in four doors, bro’s letting it pop

[chorus: mloose]
shots get beat like malika
they got one pop, no nine millimetre
i was banged up on the wing playing fifa
the opps wetting guys who delivering pizza
i suggest for you to not lack
you might not save these shots like a keeper
he gives verbal, he’s a non-stop speaker
i guess that i should’ve put my rambo deeper (ay mobz, that sounds wavy)
shots get beat like malika
they got one pop, no nine millimetre
i was banged up on the wing playing fifa
the opps wetting guys who delivering pizza (ghosty)
i suggest for you to not lack
you might not save these shots like a keeper
he gives verbal, he’s a non-stop speaker
i guess that i should’ve put my rambo deeper

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