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lirik lagu ranshaw - dead presidents freestyle

(f-ck all that flashy sh-t n-ggas is hungry yall n-ggas know what time it is its come up season)
(dead presidents… to represent me)

[verse 1: ranshaw]
check.. im the king up in this m-th-f-cking castle spit like tobacco head shot for any opp trynna stop my cash flow call gunna hit em with the mack though pap- pap- make em lean back like he fat joe
i might take a loss but you know im coming back though
a b-tch behind my back but when you see me give me daps though
i hate you fake -ss n-gga you make me sick
a real n-gga like me will come and take yo b-tch
nowadays you can’t find a goon who ain’t gone switch nowadays you can’t find a goon who ain’t gone snitch
i split a chocolate dutch i poor a goddis inside i roll a chocolate dutch okay its time to ride
im just tryna get high im just tryna get bye
i swear to god im so up i just moved in with the sky
you n-gga sweet like pie potato at that
bro we gotta silence the crime potato on gat
turn his polo to a salad tomato at that
you n-ggas want that raw sh-t k.. im bringing it back
see i be on some street sh-t 07 nappy braid blood hound meek sh-t
bottom line i be on some g sh-t
bunch of bumb -ss n-ggas yall be on some flea sh-t
i hear it in yall songs now yall be on some me sh-t
gotta stay away from guys who on hoe sh-t dont hate that one n-gga that swear he know sh-t?
dont you hate that one n-gga who swear you owe sh-t
first thing you say when you think of me is oh sh-t !
success in my circle try to break it i hurt you beat the sh-t outta like ya mom when you breaking ya curfew
you can ask ya b-tch about me i put in work
im a p-rn star sober baby i dont need a perk
n-ggas been talking sh-t since 2012 with no paper
my baldy get more p-ssy then you dirty -ss haters
if its on we handle it now f-ck later im so hot they put me in the same lane as jada

(you hear me turning the page? its the book sh-t you know its real right now )

[verse 2: ranshaw ]
uh uh f-ck is you saying forreal sucka you playing i pop b-tches like bacon i give her d no jamaican
they call me the h-rny satan i got no time for vacation i’m paying b-tches like stations i never gave up the statement don’t worry bout what im making im going hard in the bas-m-nt
you haters beat that im baking this history in the making (dayummm)
in my life time i grew up with reasonable doubts ran this ran that what’s the speaking about? (what yall talking about?)
gme the dynasty thats who what tweeting about
and that hard knock life is what im preaching about i gave young n-ggas the blue print to cut their head im also motivation to get this bread
your not an american gangsta you will be dead
and when i have my first debut the album will be black
and i heard ya lil mix tape and obvious its wack
you sound like a cold stone k!lla and p-ssy you ain’t that
the game is f-cked up all the lame n-ggas got lucked up
if i dont make it in rap, tough luck
watch ya back outside you will get stuck up
if you hotter than me ? young f-ck put a buck up
blah !

(dead .. presidents to represent me) (dead…. presidents to represent me) (dead presidents…to represent me)
(im out for presidents to represent me ) hip hop!

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