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lirik lagu raiden – tone rucker

raiden lyrics
i f*cked on two hoes in the telly we hopped in the shower they sucking champagne off my d*ck
now that’s your hoe and you love her you hate her you grown boy you childish you got to pick
straight like that you be hanging round rats don’t mention no crack you a white boy rick
when i was in church i was praying for a brick then i came home with a ounce and a bl!ck
sprinkled some coke in her nose
i spilled some coke on my clothes
bet that p*ssy gon drip to her toes
she made that n*gga propose
love the way i be flipping my flows
i’m kicking that sh*t i sub zero my neck and my wrist
you know i ain’t sh*t, i got your b*tch in the hotel bathroom rolling up p*ss
call that boy sis, he in his feelings he talking that talk but don’t walk it like this
my new b*tch l!ck it and suck it and slurp it so good i said f*ck it and gave her a kiss
new gucci watch on my wrist with the snakes so i don’t hear it ticking it just kind of hiss
got some new money i hit up atlanta and call up the jeweler to ice out my fist
f*ck you i’ll spit in your face
he said he want smoke, these n*ggas is laced
he know i got that stick on my waist
this won’t be their first time dismissing my case
these b*tches getting back on base
my connect getting back on pace
the hoes jumping back on my d*ck
told shortie jump back on my face
new pack and i’m calling raiden
in that white house i was selling these drugs like i’m reagan
need a thick b*tch like she meagan
broke ass b*tches be bad but they always be begging
told that hoe sit on my lap i’m santa
sh*t so crazy let me hit it on camera
told that b*tch please gotta pardon my manners
since eleven years old i been rocking bananas
they want the smoke with me over they hoe
if i hit that hoe then that ain’t they hoe
n*gga that’s our hoe, you got to respect it
i’m kicking and giving you game n*gga check it
not letting up on that boy for a second
not letting none of them boys on my record
not letting none of them boys see we stepping
n*ggas ain’t never even serve a seven
f*ck up the game when i hop out the whip with a bougie ass b*tch and she serving yall face
told crazzytrackz go and give me that heat i’ma serve em that dope while he serving yall base
i had a warrant while this was recording i’m making my money from inside the house
just blew a bag on my b*tch now we saucing i drizzle this s*m*n all inside her mouth
now n*ggas see why i be on my bi got guns like ti told em bring em out
your homie a ci get shot with a gi these n*ggas gon stand on everything they bout
ha, i get the light from the source
i wear my durag in the courts
sipping on foreign imports
hop in and put it in sport
camp young the family dont f*ck with my lineage
no we ain’t bout to be on no friendly sh*t
free her i get best head from my skinny b*tch
told her hop in the pool make her skinny dip
now she’s teasing, skeezing
left wrist, freezing
draco, squeezing
k!ller, season

- tone rucker

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