Makin Bands
RichOne & Jaded23
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Loadin up the strap, keep that burner in my lap I ain't really one to talk, if it's smoke where it at We can rumble in the jungle, we ain't scared to throw no hands I ain't trippin off a bitch, yea we steady making bands We steady making bands, bitch we stay collectin Jays on my feet fire red tongue reflectin Came up on yo chain, yea we the interceptors Makin moves like it's chess, you gettin jumped like some checkers Rich the big stepper and im always with the clique Stayed down since day one the head honcho in this bitch If you really want war, then we comin well equipped Machete with the a-k young Rambo hittin licks Pump up the volume got them speakers on blast Niggas gettin turnt and we steady smokin gas If we catch you on the block we ain't giving you no pass You playing with yo life nigga you better run fast All gas burnin up the purp puttin in the work How you steady actin tough like yo ass can't get murked If we catch you wit yo homie, gettin popped like a perc Yea I left his brains leakin, now he plastered on a shirt Rich steady spittin facts never been a rat Catch me drivin up the oaks while I'm Loadin up my stap Loadin up my strap, then i bust like confetti We never gotta prepare, cause we always stay ready Jaded two three I'm a muthafuckin menace Been a solid ass nigga we dont f*ck with pretendin Pull up to the function clutchin henny On my lap Red beam on the chop with a 30 round mag, Don't f*ck with the team, because everybody strapped If you tryna wild out then yo body gettin bagged Grew up broke af, all I prayed for was a milli Now I'm spittin on these tracks, hopin that y'all niggas feel me Smoke in my lungs weeds the only thing that heals me Watch out for the team even if these niggas kill me That P on my hat, that shit don't stand for Philly Pasadena till I die always put on for the city Always put on for the city, Pasadena till I die, always put on for the city Always put on for the city, Pasadena till I die, always put on for the city Loadin up the strap, keep that burner in my lap I ain't really one to talk, if it's smoke where it at We can rumble in the jungle, we ain't scared to throw no hands I ain't trippin off a bitch, yea we steady making bands Bitch I told you niggas this shit a motherfuckin banger nigga Off top, aint nobody fucking with me nigga Rich, Jaded, Shoota nigga we on bro I promise you F*ck with that shit heavy And if you don't, f*ck you nigga
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