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lirik lagu never race – multilord

[hitman]:
yea! hitman too wavy, you already what it is, you know how we give it up!
n-gga! listen!

uh!

men i was a rapper in my past life! (past life)

told them ama get it
please don’t ask twice (pls don’t ask twice)

ama k!ll that beat
what’s the cash price (what’s the cash price)

men i want some jewelry
ama stash ice

men i be k!lling the feeling is mutual
cut off his head men i got me a ritual
ain’t no residual
money the minimal
am an original
stuck on the regional
eh
men i be shining and grinding
and rhyming the rythm is also
original
eh
men i be poppin and dropping
no stoping and probably
coping the visual
eh
hangout with some old friends
got me p-ssed out in an old benz
hashtag i got no sense
vision blurr like a broke lens
am a dope boy with some c0ke friends
and i post up in some old trends
flip mode cause i no send
men am straight forward
cause i no bend
best out cause i no blend
gamble but i don’t spend
got me g-ssed up in a close end
in my friends house on a old bed
hitman be the dope man and we rome
in like the pope men
in the back seat of the old van
and we all vibe like an old jam

[multilord]:
and we all vibe like an old jam!
hehe!
gannng! ahn!

drop it!

never race, ‘cuz i reached. (yea!)

never calling no b-tch (nah)

i’m like drum-boy with the stick

play with me you get hit (pah)

ah got 20 hoes in the trap ( ah ahn)

20 hoes and they bad (yea)

see me balling they mad. (why)

i’m the sh-t, they can’t flush

woke up, i’m stacked up,i might cop me that new porsche.. (facts)

lotta things i don’ been thru, but i ain’t never saying much. (nah)

all yo girls i can pipe now, & i ain’t never saying much. (fo real)

living the life that you dreamt

acting rich but you ain’t (why)

housed you, & i fed you & you paid me back with a stab. (d-mn)

they try-to put the bullsh-t in my face but n-gga you know that i dabbed

n-gga you know that i dabbed

they try to reach but i’m there

now she calling me dad. (wow)

working hard cuz i’m next (yea)

percocet popping we order more bottles they talking about heaven i’m there (wooo!)

2 cup of snow i don’ snort it all out and they talking ‘bout hate but i’m deaf

orgy on orgy we calling more b-tches pulling up fast i’m the man (yea!)

the pain & the scars all the hunnids don’ st-tch it

opps on my nerves & you know that i’m cl!cking

millionaire-lap and you know that i reached it

j-serve the beat me & hitman eat it

hehe.. j serve the beat me & hitman eat it!

hehe.. you know how we do, serve it up, we chop it up!

gang sh-t !

hitman, we just getting started! (yea! yea!)

never race, cuz i reached. (yea!)

never calling no b-tch (nah)

i’m like drum boy with the stick

play with me you get hit

[hitman]:

listen!

this ain’t no movie ama mad max
couldn’t tell me straight up like a bad back
20 bundles in the back pack
you gon’ f-ck around and be a hashtag
i put the green up in the nap sack
then i put the white on like a lab jack
i be doing numbers like a maths lab
couldn’t tell me nothing like a lab rat
so many beats in my hard drive
so many hits in my archive
ain’t got no suit but got mob ties
it comes with the chicken like hot fries
remember when we still they suffer
omo early morning men na okpa
steady running from olopa
steady trekkin to ojota
so many rhymes in my jotter
hommie i came from the gutter
i need me some bread and some b-tter!!
you f with the fam ama hurt you
i bring that new sh-t they thought
i was cnn
rapgod officiall they thought i was eminem
sh-t kinda sweet like some m & m’s
married the game tell my chick
that am settling
codeine cos i been popping
gold chain men i been copping
mixtape men i been dropping
everyday i ain’t even stopping (n-gga! eh!)
everyday i ain’t even stopping
gold chain men i been copping
codeine men i been popping

[multilord]

never race, cuz i reached

never calling no b-tch

i’m like drum boy widi stick

play with me you get hit

- multilord

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