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lirik lagu 2:56 (freestyle) – cali-ber tha grime

who they talking bout
man
i’m a wrong impression
i’m a toy soldier if you thinking i was lost
for a while i been prodigal
going black and blue because we dodging these reds
i don’t wanna start a war
staying outta these parts

wait a minute
hold a minute
get a n*gga outta business
get a n*gga in the round
bille jean make a sound
i ain’t gotta lotta cash
i ain’t gotta lotta money
i ain’t got the gold chains
i ain’t got ice grillz

got me running for the bag
if i flip it up a mag
i don’t work that hard but i change my style
throw a n*gga in a wishing well, happy fairy tales
fairy tail on my face
imma call her tinker bell
but she f*ck with peter pan
imma be the peter piper
hot n*gga sitting in the grass growing greener
i don’t even know the b*tch name i don’t like her
i be on the road city boy i’m a hiker

yellow with the blue roofs
sun getting cold and the night doing beach moves
muddy muddy money dirty money on the street roofs
life that i sing about it ain’t what i been through
only saw a little bit when i was in high school
b*tches coming close when they see a n*gga b*tch move
blue faces all about the box 2/2
b*tch get out my face cause you know i finna hit you
i ain’t give a sh*t in 2 worlds what you been through

so i tell em all the stories bout the races and the struggle for the places
funny places only happen in the matrix
i been dreaming bout the faces
it’s a race against the racist
it’s a hurdle in the races
it’s a line in the race

now the n*gga going back
we ain’t never going back
do the rainbow
rat on the top of the crack
make the time slow
i ain’t finna open up the crack
new windows
cleaning up the side of the jack

256 hundred out the days of the year
blue skies how to die
looking bl**dy close your eyes
cough it out
spit it out
call the devil when you out
pretty smelling gardens in the dream of you alone

watch how you speak
little n*gga change your tone
imma beat you up in ways you gone see me as a clown
they mistaking all my lyrics for the devil in a way
i be calling all the demons while they sleeping in they caves like

d*mn i hope the n*gga only come to tell a tale
if i’m feeling overwhelmed then i’m going for an ale
toss a coin to the lil n*gga sitting at your left
toss a coin to the big n*gga sitting at your right
let em fight it off let em show you how this sh*t go
where i’m from these n*ggas do sh*t till they broke

256 hundred out the days of the year
256 hundred out the days of the year
256 hundred out the days of the year
180 key’s on b no fear

man i put it on the block and see these n*ggas in they tears
hope you coming home with news that put these n*ggas in they feel
i’m done with this no more talking i’m done
cause these b*tches always thinking that we talking bout these b*tches

man i’m riding for my n*ggas and my b*tch i ain’t simping
it’s okay to smoke a blunt for real n*gga i ain’t tripping

256 hundred out the days of the year
256 hundred out the days of the year
256 hundred out the days of the year
uh
hundred out the days of the year

- cali ber tha grime

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