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lirik lagu the basics – rambo (uk)

[verse 1: rambo]

i gets live when i spit rhymes, hit spliffs and kiss dimes
its money over mind, i keep a phone over mine
leave a message drop a dime, stores open hop in line
no tax or price signs, just bags of white lines
i get bagged for long time then you got the wrong guy
like naw i ain’t on the song high, i don’t even smoke
i dare to say no to needing dope, like i’m in h-ll and need a coat
it froze over, never really could go sober
i twist gold doja, purple and green
while you dumb f-cks working for free, i spit a verse for fees
sixteen’s like work to me, in the booth doing surgery
bakdraff in the industry, so every track got to end with heat
cause of me that we in these streets
trying to eat putting life to beats
i need cheese no rice or meat, straight cash i don’t write for free
give a f-ck if you liking me, you just mad cause i’m nice with these
words i use, i smoke herb on the curb with booze
while you on the block, like i’ll work for food
i’m in the booth with verse or two
i get around like a circle do
with a pound that will hurt your crew
if i shoot the whole earth will move
duck down on your faces, face it
me and judge we the basics

[hook : judge] 2x

we so close we can taste it, busting gats and b-tches naked
you fake n-ggas need to face it, we took the track and we laced it
so you better study up and get
[rambo] back to the basics

[verse 2: judge]

aye yo its senator rap, not a soldier dog i’m better than that
type of n-gga making moves from the back, behind the scenes
smoking green with my head on a lean
on scheme for the cream if you know what i mean
i got a couple live wires on the team
leave a couple john doe’s in the stream
its the judge indo blowing the steam, spitting hot fahrenheit
the gats hot and the aim’s tight
and if i see an enemy i’m going to shoot on sight, come into the light
the flows miraculous, lay back and blow a bag and sh-t
and make your b-tch call me big papi when i’m stabbing it
i don’t give a f-ck if you ain’t having it
your head will attract bullets like a piece of metal to a magnet
you’ll be lying in the corner with your face bashed in
i take n-ggas chips and i cash in
and use the heat to guard the stash spot that i keep my cash in
its judge and bo and we back in and we ain’t stopping
we make drug deals and we ain’t copping, distribution
just avoid the narc targets
take some cheese and invest that sh-t in the stock market
we game vets aim techs leave you brainless
while you in the park walking, stop talking
or the last thing you’ll see is the glock sparking
just for disrespecting, you need to start stressing
bakdraff on the mic repping
now say thanks for the free lesson

[hook : judge] 2x

- rambo uk

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