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lirik lagu real bad man & smoke dza - last of the mohicans

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[intro]
yeah
kush god, b~tch
yeah, uh
iceberg big, type sh~t
yeah

[verse 1]
“marathon not a race” (uh~huh) how i respond to the hate (yeah)
with a smile on my face, they be wild out of place
money pile in my safe (uh~huh), twenty~five hundred eights (uh~huh)
got soul, out the store, style in grace (really?)
your pack ain’t strong enough for my intake
my block work is proudly a high~end taste
i’ma hustle, get money ’til my dyin’ day
her onlyfans poppin’, she got a fly~in rate, uh
limbo, you get low, sing your info
pink toe, she shallow d~ck in the bеnzo (uh)
they love my lingo, kinko my looks
botched hijack, implodе the juggs
godd~mn, for the record, i had to flame them (flame them)
’cause they know where it came from (uh)
since the start, you been goin’ nowhere, you got the same run
n~gga, ain’t nothin’ that i ain’t done (uh)

[chorus]
last of the mohicans
real n~gga in the spot, got the hoes geekin’
in miami, i be rollin’ in the four seasons
and i only cop the suite just to blow trees in (uh)
last of the mohicans
real n~gga in the spot, got the hoes geekin’
in miami, i be rollin’ in the four seasons
and i only cop the suite just to blow
[interlude]
uh

[verse 2]
i met her uptown, indictment, lightskin
on a savage night, i was schemin’ like a vikin’
no real n~ggas think the internet is frightenin’
own three rollies, i ain’t never had the breitlin’
three hundred grams floodin’ my cuban, put some ice on, uh
ray charles, baby, you got the right one (right one), uh
stoner, i’ma go out as a icon (icon)
once you cool, then you cool for a life long, uh
we ain’t tiktokers, we rich poppers
sixty grand on the wrist coppers, woo
all facts, bunch of rings like belichick
and every piece of gold come with birth certificates (uh)

[chorus]
last of the mohicans
real n~gga in the spot, got the hoes geekin’
in miami, i be rollin’ in the four seasons
and i only cop the suite just to blow trees in (uh)
last of the mohicans
real n~gga in the spot, got the hoes geekin’
in miami, i be rollin’ in the four seasons
and i only cop the suite just to blow


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