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lirik lagu rmc mike – 6 god

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6 god lyrics
[intro]
(e~e~e~enrgy made this one)
b~tch!
ghetto boyz sh~t, n~gga

[verse]
i’m on the path to being great, just gotta work harder
i put my d~ck all the way in, made her squirt harder
gucci seat $1200 with the shirt collar
i like that stingray ‘vette, but the ‘vert harder
aight, let me talk my sh~t
you gotta spend a half a ticket just to talk like this
i got a shotgun in my pants, that’s why i walk like this
spent 21 and some change on a off white fit
gucci backpack with the hat, another 12 bucks
i’m still spending old bread, i got a stale lunch
i make ten thousand every time my brother yell, “punch”
last night, i beat my pockets’ ass, and they swelled up
you boys broke, man y’all still rolling tail blunts
so much water on my neck could make a whale jump
got thirty minutes, b~tch, i need some head before my sale come
bag so heavy on the table, make the scale jump
feather brung me some codeine, i’m finna drop a eight
i done ran up some dog sh~t, i can drop a wraith
hit him with a tre five~seven, made him drop the k
5.56 make a n~gga lean and rock away
on the way to meet the plug, i’m just a block away
real trapper, b~tch, my flip phone do a block a day
ar pistol with a hunnid shots, i call it dr. j
i had to switch pharmacies now my doctor g~y
d~mn, i’m finna stop drinking
b~tch gave me brain so good i almost stopped thinking
i’m out in beecher, f~cking all they hoes, this a thot region
i done blew the p~ssy wide open, she can’t stop peeing
lil nasty muhf~cker
you know i’m strapped, so don’t ask me muhf~cker
b~tch booty white, lil ashy muhf~cker
i paid high for the zaz’, i’m finna tax a muf~cker, no cap
she sucked my d~ck, i cut her off, she want her throat back
been stepping on these lil n~ggas, like a doormat
my uncle showed me how to press a brick with a floor jack
he sick as h~ll he lost his b~tch to me, he want his hoe back
small block fold six, that b~tch fine~tuned
my b~tch said it’s head on the menu, finna slide through
out of town, looking for some act’, i bet i find you
i’m 5’7″, but that choppa make me 9’2″
one~stop shop, we always open, like a drive~thru
lookin’ for a new b~tch to f~ck, then lie to
you n~ggas can’t spit like i spit, i got a side tooth
i dropped a seven~song ep just to ride to
you n~ggas can’t get it how we get it, cut the small talk
double~barrel action to your chest, this a sawed~off
i f~cked her too hard off that perc’, she had to call off
n~gga, i’ll rob the brickman before i fall off
d~mn, i miss the 6 god, free my brother ben’
12~hour drive with the pills, i had to cut her in
her p~ssy turned into a waterpark, i had to f~ck again
i came up with a plan to get rich, n~gga huddle in
the train crowded, take the shuttle then
sh~t, i showcased a hunnid racks, just to rub it in
i like her sister too, now i’m f~ckin’ twins
i dropped my glock all in the mud, that b~tch bust again, we up again
you buy drugs, and i need it now, the plug rushed it in
he sent his sh~t through the air, the bag touched again
d~mn, the police ran up in the spot, we had to flush again
stashed the cash in the safe with a custom pin
f~ck!


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