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lirik lagu royal rumble !!! – tae retro

[intro: tae retro]
tae retro, tae retro
i got so much enrgy

[verse 1: tae retro and babytron]
you wanna learn spice talk, i can teach you something
rainbows off the chain, i ain’t reading nothing (nah)
if you see me in the stu’, then i’m up to something
chasing for a ring, she still lost, demarcus cousins
that just mean that she’s outta luck
it’s a late show when i rap, got the magic touch (baller)
seen numbers off the rap, i ain’t had enough
gotta grind, i’ve seen hard times, i’ve had it rough (talk to ’em)
but i’m on to some better times
heard bro last song and he bet on rhymes (simple)
you sell weed and still broke, need a better crime
blank out when i’m on the track, i lose my mind
they say crime don’t pay, that’s a whole lie
don’t believe me? go and ask tron, he can tell why
the day i cuff a rat, you’ll see pigs fly
i ain’t putting clamps on these hoes, not a fungi (what?)
got your girl clapping from the crowd like a soccer mom
rap god, punchlines from the pantheon
this game takes a long time, it’s a marathon
if y’all rolling out, then we slide like decepticons
heard you put your trust in a ho, that’s a rookie move
put my all into the rap, what i got to lose?
know i’m nice with the bars, i ain’t got to prove
can’t compete and deep down inside, that bothers you (it do)
what’s comp’? i’m on top of the leaderboard
if she ain’t giving up the neck, what i need her for? (what?)
couldn’t even look at the fit, now i’m leaving stores
finna cop a sprinter with the guys, i need to tour
if you switch sides, then you know that i won’t forgive
you always beefing with the opps, you must hate to live (you gon’ die)
do a verse for the low, then i’m off the grid
say you was better than? (what?) yeah, you off the meds
[verse 2: babytron]
sh*ttyboyz
that sh*t was super crunchy (woo)
the slides ain’t work, finna use a punchy (puncher)
i fell down and bounced back, i ain’t use a bungee
he caught seven out the .40, how is dude unlucky?
your money shorter than a leprechaun
you need a thousand*dollar sneaks if you step with tron
i got eyes everywhere, the fendi sweater on
i let the chop’ piledrive you, it ain’t wrestle time
huh, punch, i’m a front contender
talk wet, walk wet, i’m a water bender
glock in hail mary [?], i’m what you call a center
and to the opps acting tough, boy, y’all all pretenders
huh, no cap, y’all a ball of corn
[?] set him up, b*tch, we all gon’ score
oh, that b*tch? huh, that’s what i call a wh0re
bought everything at the set, can’t hit the mall no more
nah, for real, i’m an exquisite shopper
i don’t believe what you say, huh, mr. crocker
red and blue christian lou’s, you work with the coppers
flying ’round like i’m boba fett, i’m a pistol popper
huh, i’m finna talk crunch*el*dunch*el
coach ain’t seen it, but i got a bunch of hustle
triple*double up in texas like i f*ck with russell
up the chop’ for that bread, bust it, he gon’ crumble
i got cheese on my mind, mozzarella brain
scope with the zoom on that b*tch, i got h*lla range
all this come up, they couldn’t even tell that i done felt the pain
them baggy*ass jeans, these ain’t rockefeller days
and we’ll shoot him like a j ’til he catch z’s
and you gon’ have to get a fade if you catch these
b*tch knew that i was great since she met me
shipping next day, twenty*seven off the next three
[outro: babytron]
huh, off the next three, yeah, tae
ayy, ayy, what up, enrgy?
ayy, ayy, ayy, sh*ttyboyz
whew, whew, whew, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

- tae retro

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