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lirik lagu put a collar on em – lecxs ahziz

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[chorus]

put a colla on em
put a colla on em
blaqmans on the loose put a colla on em
put a colla on em

[1st verse]

i can relate cause i do 45 sessions
keeps me zoned especially when i’m stressing
breath in deep so i can release a blessing
so much iron call me smith and wesson

5.7 to charge up the challenger
9 with 17, that’s the crowd manager
anabolic with the beats, speaker cone damager
jeans loose, too much bone to wear wranglers

splash on that -ss then mash on the gas
keep the stogie p-ssed, make the session last
caffeine up ya crash, barbituate ya past
elevate ya stash, keep a 9 in the dash

i bang on heartthrobs, i heart rob gorillas
call me ali and call this manila
call me magilla the banana clip filla
i just stogied the session k!ll ya self thriller

[chorus]

put a colla on em
put a colla on em
blaqmans on the loose put a colla on em
put a colla on em

[2nd verse]
why get mad when i can get even
look at me strange i make ya stop breathing
when i was little the hood labeled me a heathen
so i’m a product of constantly being mistreated

they said i was an idiot, but i didn’t believed it
told me to stay grounded, cause stars i couldn’t reach it
played like these keys, so i can’t forgive the treason
so i remove spine from thieves, leaving fams grieving

i’m off the chain, my t–th like rusty nails
i enter thru ya dreams, welcome to my h-ll
apocalyptic and cryptic, i’ll make ya brain swell
c-cked it then ripped it, leaving cats to epic fail

kimber ain’t saftied, rounds randomly go off
lecxs has a temper, so duck when i pop off
i’m kicking up sh-t, that makes ya chest cough
put a collar on me before i go off

[chorus]

put a colla on em
put a colla on em
blaqmans on the loose put a colla on em
put a colla on em

3rd verse

i’m running loose, unchained unlimited range
your chest cage closed, i open the gauge
meet the shadow seeker, please feed my rage
i’m like a volcano, i can’t be tamed

rocket launchers and missiles, pain like child birth
50 cal and 105’s, so i can go to work
barrett on ya dome, now ya team’s merked
where you were standings now disturbed earth

where are you hot, i’ll bring the rain
where are standing, i’ll leave a stain
we can knuckle up, i’ll expose brains
we can break bread after i break ya frame

i’m riding down speedway on ramp the freeway
getting money 3 ways, don’t stress my bizay
it’s big lecxs, i make it hard not ezay
from kick drums to kicking dumb n-ggas believe may
[chorus]

put a colla on em
put a colla on em
blaqmans on the loose put a colla on em
put a colla on em

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