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lirik lagu rio da yung og - rio free

[intro]
(it’s a wayne beat)
(ooh, it’s bluestrip, baby)
ghetto boyz sh~t, n~gga, money is not everything
ghetto free, n~gga
this what y’all asked for, right?
it’s my turn now, sh~t, i let y’all n~ggas do what y’all had to do, you know what i’m sayin’?
this sh~t crazy, man
just think about it, though, ghetto

[verse]
pulled a maybach to the greyhound, this my first day out
he used to be the brick man, he doin’ burpees now
i ain’t never cook the dope, c learned me how
i wake up and go get me some chicken like thursday chow (f~ck the fire, we got grease)
it’s been a long time comin’, it was quick, though
sixty months in the feds, it wasn’t sh~t, though
louis timbs cost a whole pint of trish o’s
rolls truck at the airport, i gotta dip, bro
i got a bunch of sh~t to do, it’s gon’ be quick, though
i gotta jump on my lil’ b~tch, i’m tryna hit road
we got a whole pint poured, we don’t sip fours
i went to jail with tight clothes, now it’s big clothes
i had a forty~year~old man callin’ me big bro
a half a million in deposits, that’s for six shows
still on the same sh~t, bro, keep squeezin’ ’til the clip gone
c got an eight, i got an eight, sh~t, that’s a brick poured
i drank a hundred pints in jail, you can ask sosa
they ain’t never found my phone, i hid it in the lotion
in a drop~head ghost, the ceiling by the groceries
maybach two bucks, i’m puttin’ armor on it
one day, i did some bullsh~t, i know my karma comin’
my cousin did some bullsh~t, now he not my cousin
and i’ma keep it real with you, i’ll pop my cousin
i took a plea and did my time, i am not my cousin
and f~ck it, if your daddy told, he is not my uncle
why would i buy a h~llcat and i got brabus money?
i told bro go to flint and get a coffin for me
he came back with a four of act’, it started talkin’ to me
come around on loose sh~t, you gon’ get steamrolled
we got pai, quagen, tris, and some green poured
when i got them first m’s, i put my team on
i bought some cut dope from bro and put some clean on it
this n~gga thinkin’ with the money, put a fiend on him
how you gon’ shoot one time with the glock? put a thing on it
hit the b~tton on that b~tch, it be like, “brrt, bap”
five people got k!lled, it got the hood hot
four n~ggas in a trackhawk, i wish we would stop
n~gga, da yung og back home, i wish you would drop
money is not everything, it’s the only thing
i went six hundred with wafi and went only chains
i was thinkin’ ’bout bustin’ a rollie, but the rollie plain
was finna buy some drank from snook ‘nem, but then my crodie came
i just did four years, i’m a lonely man
ten pointers in my rio piece, i ain’t go to dang
catch me screamin’ rip quanny at the notre dame
the way she gave that head up, she don’t own the brain
make it thunderstorm in this b~tch, we control the rain
wayne fell asleep makin’ beats, i’ma go to dame
we went gold and they ain’t play us on the radio
baby mama f~ckin’ up my mood, man, i hate that ho
got some ‘za ‘bows for twenty~two, but they shaky, though
why you pass the gun to lil’ cuz? you know he shaky, bro
me and lou in that trx, we some gear shifters
i went gia my ears, i don’t hear n~ggas
how you gon’ pull up to the trap with my kids with you?
scored a cheap four of actavis, it cost twelve~fifty
he want a ‘bow, but i ain’t ridin’ with paraphernalia, bring a scale with you
i’m a real hustler, i’ll sell chicken
semi on a hundred~round drum, it shot for twelve minutes
why every time somebody get shot, they say trell did it?
we ain’t in the street sh~t, we just sell lyrics
b~tch p~ssy locked up, it’s a stale biscuit
i got a million dollars cash, bring some help with you
and i only got two kids, but i’ll belt n~ggas

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