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lirik lagu $ouled out – rocky diamonds

[intro]

dj capcom..

yea..

n-ggas feel like we in north right now man
n-gga, like i’ll k!ll you n-ggas off right now n-gga

i heard bands a make her.. i heard bands a make her dance

[verse 1: rocky diamonds]

uh, look..
dear mama your son is older
i handle it like a soldier
in this b-tch ’til its over
i couldn’t be any closer
the dream is still alive as long as my brothers breathing
rookie on the roster, i’m just trying to start my season
but who do i believe in?
the game is so misleadin’
faithful is not an option when b-tches is cool with cheatin’
i’m in this b-tch like i’m f-ckin’, them n-ggas okay with leavin’
i told her to keep suckin’, you can get back to the breathin’, oh
in my lifetime, i swear i got more done when i was unsigned
the grind turned the industry to lunchtime
tell me what you eatin’ bro
erryday i see exactly what i’m dreaming tho
keep a dutch rolled up, keep a deuce po’d up
i don’t need a fo, it don’t take much for me to slow up
young skinny n-gga, do it big tho
crazy cuz i ain’t even the person i like fo
la familia stay turnin’ the city up
same n-ggas who rockin’ be the ones who used to envy us
but it’s all love, you finally found yourself
i’m finally in the ring and i finally got the belt
feelin’ like floyd, n-gga i’m on
it’s like a muhf-ckin iphone to a droid… (god d-mn)
d-mn, and lord knows that i’m the truth
you know, we communicate every time i’m in the booth
and i remember when i rockin’ the dino
now i got fans of diamond life in ohio
keepin’ sh-t g like i post with the disciples
i could spit my whole album with my right hand on the bible, (yaheard? d-mn..)
and that’s the muhf-ckin truth homie
we keep them shooters outside like luke longley
i grab a dollar whenever i feel lonely
hakunah-matata, got some monsters that’ll k!ll for me (d-mn..)
time is money, b-tches want my time
f-ck the bullsh-t, just respect the grind
look.. i’m a youngin and i made it homie
ho, i’m like a scale, got you waitin’ on me

hahaha

yeea

[outro]

riding low
with your ho
blowing dro
gettin’ dough
you n-ggas know, oh
that’s how it goes, bang..
bullet holes, d-mn..
funerals, no
why’d he have to go, d-mn..
your mom keep cryin’, d-mn..
my n-ggas, not lyin’, d-mn..
sh-lls stay flyin’, d-mn..
your whole side keep dyin’

this sh-t is not a war
we got guns, you n-ggas wh0r-s
knockin’ at you door with fourty-four four fours, d-mn

get wild
all you n-ggas whack
this sh-t is past rap
i’m past facts, n-gga

- rocky diamonds

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