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lirik lagu rey morado - hemogoblin

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once again, got a n~gga in a rush again
i’m on the clock, thinkin what’s the end
i be trippin, pocket what’s to spend
b~tch, my blood drippin
i got h~lla scars, through mud driven
you a bug, n~gga, i’m a bug squisher
always sayin’ we don’t love b~tches
if she round, asking where my hug n~gga

i done seen goofy n~ggas turn around on the troup
see rey got that powerline, this that come around
some immaculate proof
taste like shot, hit they ass with the truth
way they movin’ so unusual
keep em at arms pace, they finna use ya bro
what i tell myself, i ain’t delusional
uh, two plus two is four
and real n~ggas finna rule the globe
rey mo the prophеt, i picked up the mic, blew my arm sockеt
gift and the curse, got out my stocking
i put h~lla time in, just try and clock it
i got served, now i got palm rocket
i’m in calm panic, no i can’t stop it
reigncloud over yo d~mn doppler
they the gang gang, ain’t no d~mn stopping
so once again, i done ran up outta blunts again, i had to hit the store
and i ain’t really need no alcohol, nah, but shawty asked could i hit the liquor store
i noticed some of you n~ggas dumb as h~ll, might as well go and l!ck a stove
n~ggas d~ck riding, missed the goal
nah n~gga, program a different mode
whatever

i been circling the days
on the page, making sure my worth only raise
speaking to my haitian b~tch like don’t you put a curse on my name
creasing d~ckies down the middle
two hoes and mack in the middle
riddle me sh~t don’t you go yapping on about business
i just turned on my swag, soldier he handle his sh~t
papa got a brand new bag, this coach watch i call out the blitz
boy you can’t cash that check
n~gga need to watch his lip, cause it might sink that ship
lil homie find a grip
you in trouble, i done found my niche
pick up shovel, gone and dig that ditch
none of my brothers would ever flip script

once again, got a n~gga in a rush again
i’m on the clock, thinkin what’s the end
i be trippin, pocket what’s to spend
b~tch, my blood drippin
i got h~lla scars, through mud driven
you a bug, n~gga, i’m a bug squisher
always sayin’ we don’t love b~tches
if she round, asking where my hug n~gga
so once again, i done ran up outta blunts again, i had to hit the store
and i ain’t really need no alcohol, nah, but shawty asked could i hit the liquor store
i noticed some of you n~ggas dumb as h~ll, might as well go and l!ck a stove
n~ggas d~ck riding, missed the goal
nah n~gga, program a different mode
whatever


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