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wacced out rappers. - ab-soul lyrics

[intro]
ayy, steff
a hit dog gon’ holler!
siento aquí tu presencia (mhm)
la noche de anoche (yeah, what she said)
y nos ponemos a llorar
i gotta k!ll the b*tch in me, gang
the man behind the shade

[verse 1]
soulo, no hoe, if you were to ever find a plural
don’t be surprised, we slide and switch the plates on a stolen tuoro
feeling animal? i understand you, i’m ace ventura
please don’t try mister, you gon’ need an epidural
the guard dog pulling rank, that’s a warhol
and he throwing paint where you can’t, just like warhol
but i’m better known as banksquiat
the boat, b*tch, no this ain’t no yacht
soul floating, show stolen, call it ocean’s nine
nembers only, pitt and clooney just applied, hm
the man they craving to supply ’em
with the rocket fuel that’s sure to send ’em on an astral flight
i don’t care if you a have or if you a have*not
ain’t getting your currency, shut the f*ck up, let the pilot talk
lot of my n*ggas died or doin’ time, doin’ sh*t we do to survive
hug your brothers, kiss your missus and moms
[chorus]
ayy, man, do your motherf*ckin’ stuff
after you lap ’em, run up on the runner*up
ayy, man, g*ngb*nging don’t make you tough
we the children of god, indigogo, you know what’s up
ayy, man, you gon’ leave how you came in this b*tch
but you ain’t nothing if you don’t leave nothing for your kids to flip, sh*t
or a will with your kin in it, the blue nose pit
out of the kennel, sh*tting where your dinner is

[post*chorus]
que reflejan tu mirada
la noche, tú y yo

[verse 2]
1987 chevy celebrity, barely passed the smog check
living check to check, maxing out my ebt
on the freeway, broke as f*ck
had to hold my eye open just to see
still got from a to b
next to the definition of no excuses is a picture of me
been sick since sounwave made beats on mtv
music generator, i was there when he got his first mpc
a decade later he brought me to tde
the rest is history, written in stone
statistics’ll show, we did it with integrity, wasn’t just for show
heart, honor, and respect, hiiipower
had to smoke a cigarette every hour, locked in, skipping showers
four brothers fighting over one mic, like nasir
straight outta compton was dope as f*ck, but trust
this documentary here? gonna f*ck the game up
la confidential, the sh*t we been through is sacred
my antenna’s extended, stopped getting haircuts
top dawg, underdog, but really a werewolf, uh
i shapeshift when the moon is out, what you about?
nah, seriously, enlighten me, i touch topics like bohemian grove and illuminati
the internet is so sheisty, they’ll say i sacrificed alori
but that’s what the fame breeds, how i’m ‘posed to remain sane
without the good book, a handgun, or cocaine?
(ayy, you need to cut that sh*t out, leave that sh*t the f*ck alone, lil bro, for real)
i’m just saying, i bought my first gold chain after doe died
don’t drive, but behold, a pale porsche
against all odds, even stevens, yeah, herbert the fourth
[chorus]
ayy, man, do your motherf*ckin’ stuff
after you lap ’em, run up on the runner*up
ayy, man, g*ngb*nging don’t make you tough
we the children of god, indigogo, you know what’s up
ayy, man, you gon’ leave how you came in this b*tch
but you ain’t nothing if you don’t leave nothing for your kids to flip, yeah
or a will with your kin in it, the blue nose pit
out of the kennel, sh*tting where your dinner is

[outro]
soulo

- ab soul lyrics

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