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lirik lagu rio da yung og - bs story

[intro]
(it’s a wayne beat)
(we’re with white grease today)
(f~ck the fire, we got grease)

[verse]
this how it happened, i pulled up to the crib and i saw a car
i’m thinkin’ i’m just trippin’ ’cause i’m off the bar
then the window rolled down and i saw a spark
they wasn’t shootin’ at me, though
but it sound like them boys had torpedoes
i had spark with me, told him, “get b~roll”
man, this b~tch p~ssy better than hot cheetos
d~mn, let me get back to the lil’ story
after that one sh~t happened, found out it was lil’ corey
but it’s safe to talk about it, he got bookеd for it
a n~gga put his hands on him and got cooked for it, yeah
if it wasn’t at least tеn, eleven shootouts, then it wasn’t war
they couldn’t get over corey, shot his brother for it
they hit him in his head, f~cked up his motherboard
but let me tell you this other story
when i took a n~gga to go stand in line for some f~ckin’ jordans
you gotta catch this next part, it’s f~ckin’ important
he only had five hundred on him, so it wasn’t worth it (aight, what the f~ck you doin’?)
when i think about it, i had three hundred and bought a one of more of them
we should’ve bought some dope, moral of the story
it’s a white boy up here and he wanted forty
so we waitin’ on these d~mn shoes
i just heard a gunshot and seen a hand move
i ain’t finished school, but i’m not a d~mn fool
my motherf~ckin’ house got a d~mn pool, n~gga
your house ain’t got privacy and you do not own that house, why you lie to me?
i wonder how my kidney look, i drunk a lot of lean
i be withdrawin’ and havin’ mood swings, but i’m not a fiend
d~mn, i’m trippin’, we was talkin’ ’bout them f~ckin’ shoes
the n~gga shot the n~gga ’cause he cut his juice
now i mind you, i just bought a one of juice
the lean bottle fell on the floor, mike, what you wanna do?
this rap sh~t gettin’ boring, i’m finna go to school
i couldn’t find no louis sh~t to wear, so i threw on rhude
why the f~ck i keep jumpin’ off the topic?
i was tryna tell y’all ’bout that sh~t happen at foot locker
we was tryna get some shoes and some f~ckin’ drank
then a n~gga got robbed for the f~ckin’ drank
he robbed him, then he shot him in his f~ckin’ face
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout coochie land, that was another day
but at the same spot, he pulled up on q50 and got his chain got
drop a hundred on a n~gga house, it sound like raindrops
pick her up and make her suck my d~ck ’til i say stop
don’t give a f~ck if she get lockjaw
ain’t need a knife when i was locked ’cause i got paws
a n~gga said some gay sh~t and did not pause
a n~gga sent a terrorist to threat and got knocked off
pulled up to the barbecue, she ate my hot dog
he either rap or play ball or he got dogged
only three things, i still remember when i had three jeans
like, a pair of jogging pants and two pair of purples
nah, i’m trippin’, it was jordan craig’s
i wear air force 1s, michael jordan head
but before the song end, guess what corey said
he said he’ll be home in a minute
he was trippin’, said he ain’t hit a dome in a minute
i got p~ssed off when i heard the phone say, “a minute”
b~tch, my d~ck soft just ’cause you ain’t moan when i hit it
i don’t wanna f~ck you not into me
like, bro, just ’cause i’m richer, we not enemies
i had louis v shorts on and it was ten degrees
i wanna ride with a b~tch dumpin’ grits, bumpin’ chicken feet
knocked on his door, january 31st and said, “trick or treat?”
i forgot i bought the b~tch the watch, that’s the trick in me
don’t give a f~ck about yesterday, that was history
i don’t smoke dope or snort coke, but aj do a brick with me
[outro]
talkin’ ’bout a brick, glass pint of hi~tech

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