Lyrics:
smell my smoke
They tried to kick me out the dorm, whackest shit I've ever seen
So fuck any RA if it ain't RC or Neem
So beat the case, they can't catch
glock
It goes pop pop pop pop
My Glocko pop pop pop
My Glockoes pop pop pop
His rugged go pop pop pop
My Glockoes pop pop pop
My Glocko pop pop pop
My
to the promised land
With little Bushwick, Scarface, and the goddamn ??? man
Stupid fuck is fucking it up with Double O, life is stuck up
For the ten flow, so
bitches are rachet
(Fuck!)
Posting with filters on top of a dirty ass mattress
Saying they one of a kind and you never could match it
(Ha!)
Man That shit
Dip low wit my ken folk we blunted
Mean mug I don't give a fuck what nigga
Cross game and you lames get stomped I don't care about nothing fuck em
ra ra
Bullets
Ra ta ta ta, Ra ta ta ta, nigga fu-fu shit
Fuck that I come through with
That exclusive new shit
You on that FUBU shit
I’m I got a new
on
Tuck it by the waist like thick bitches putting a skirt on
Oh, ima country ass thug ass nxgga
It is what it is fuck what it was ass nxgga
Raised
Yo, you could get rugged, rough, hard like Luck
Bring your best rhymes and you niggas still suck
I'm slumped in a truck, with the pumps up
Comes
shit up his sleeve all along
So, fuck you, your honor, check my persona
I'm strong enough for old gold and marijuana
I'm a do what I wanna, quiet
Hell-lo!
Odogwu
Koo-to
Odogwu
I go by the name DJ More Music
Odogwu!
Excuse!
Excuse young man!
Are you werey olorin?
Hello!
Odogwu!
Hell-lo
(Ladies
like how we look at 6ix9ine
Lookin' at Tory like he played himself, fuck was on his mind? (What up?)
That bullet ain't faze her, her leg ain't even
Kinser EXP
MC Therapy what up son
Trip Turner whats good fam
Yeah dirty rugged music in this bitch
From Boston to Maryland
Lets fucking go man
That rugged
bounce, lil momma shaking ass,
I'm not the type to dance but I do what I can.
I'm trying to 2 step, I ain't worried bout your man.
So go and grab your
conversation
This man have a fucking sweet conversation
I'm falling from the fucking sky What the fuck you mean by that
Yeah, I'ma fall in for the sky Yeah,
ass
Slaughterhouse in the house with the Caucasian of rap
And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazing than that?
Slut, answer me
We gave the culture to vultures now they swarming us
They thought we died misinformed by the coroner
We alive and we flourishing
Tell these mumble
[background]
Fuck you, fuck you, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccck yooooooooou
(repeats throughout the song)
By this time I see y'all I say
on spectators
My style is rough, ruck and rugged on the ill tip
Blowing the fuck up, sending pussies looking for microchips
Mad mad styles get flipped when
up and down, this is Meyhem Lauren
Ayo, Action, tell these niggas what it is
Son?
I got it
Man down, stand ground
Queens is the home of the livest
Check it out, 1996
Bitches still sucking on dicks
Hoes just, tripping man
Choosing they men by what kinda cars they drive
What kinda keys you
finna love me tonight
She got a man but she left him at home I guess I'm lucky tonight
You be with that roo-roo ra-ra shit we don't condone the hype
You
they didn't surpass this
We reside actually, acrobatically, yo...
[???]
Came and burn me if you spit words in flame from your brain
(What?) Rugged
seen me ha?
Man fuck a cop, I wasn't even tryin to stop
The conductor saw me boogeyin, and still closed the shit up
And I spit in his face, before
"Tell Me Again"
(Words and Music by Geoff Moore and Steven Curtis Chapman)
Verse One
A little boy sitting on a metal folding chair,
In what appears
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