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lirik lagu remble - juco product

[intro]
it’s remble

[verse]
momma, i just sold a dime for a dub
mind you, i’m walking with my .9 in the club
irritated, but i’m trying not to cuss
just made a hunnid, but i’m trying not to brag
i be tryna slap your music, but you lying in your raps
never been the type to jolly~tick and never go
big homie dropped the pack on me, i pick it up and get him gone
hey, free the kids, but i get jiggy on my own
by myself, and i done wobbled up at 28~health
ran to the ring, i was like, ”give me my belt”
cl!cking that thing so much, the semi might melt
in other words, infant might blow you
yeah, you say you from the streets, bro, but the trenches don’t know you
man, y’all must’ve been animated before goku
lgmb turning off your roku
heard a b~tton make it automatic
if you see lil’ brother creeping down the block, don’t panic
he turned his soda into wock’, no magic (no magic)
ol’ boy bm just gave me top, no, really (no, really)
her baby daddy be outside with no billy, n~ggas silly
can’t decide, so i just picked up both gleeks (both gleeks)
whoever didn’t plead the fifth the police (the police)
forty~eight hours in the trenches, no sleep (no sleep)
that’s my brother, so don’t mention bro, please
on the set, the last n~gga, he got hung by his neck (what the f~ck?)
heard the bell, then he got rung by a rep, what he say?
my daddy told me, “checking ain’t checking, ain’t cheating”
you bought the blower, but you never gon’ squeeze it, what he say?
why you got a shiesty on with no opps? (no opps)
they let my father out the feds, go pops (go pops)
run it up and pray my legs don’t stop (don’t stop)
in other words, speedy gon’ get it, on the hood
before the foreign we was leaving in a civic (in a civic)
n~ggas nice, ain’t met a demon in a minute (it’s been a minute)
wish the streets were the same, but it isn’t (but it isn’t)
where’s remble? probably somewhere in the kitchen, cooking up
and i’m not telling you my sign, b~tch, look me up (b~tch, look me up)
hard not to cheat when your side b~tch look good as f~ck, like, what he said?
free the homies, n~ggas diamonds in the rough
don’t know too many crips grimier than us, what he say?
talking that sh~t that really fire n~ggas up
i lose my cool and probably fired on a bum, what he say?
don’t pop it to me, you inspired by a punk
you smoking stress thinking it’s fire, but it’s bunk, what he say?
[outro]
tuh
from them wish a n~gga woods
on the set, free the hood
what the f~ck did he say?
dodging p’s, t~mac and all that, and all that
dead homies, it’s remble

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