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lirik lagu boze the bambino vs. king shadow – urltv

[king shadow]
yo, don’t mistake me for the nerd, n*gga
you know, who won’t let you feel these hands?
because addressing me as the i.p. type, i’mma show you why you should’ve pr*nounced it as ip man
now i know you prob’ly thinking, “yo, who this taye diggs rappin’*ass n*gga? up here actin’ like he bang”
oh, i gotta grip a mag
alright…two straps in your face like, “gimme a ride, punk, or i will dust your ass!”
oh, what, you wasn’t feelin’ that? the bar wasn’t too poppin’?
maybe if i add a “bee*otch” to it, you’ll say “i got it”
bee*otch! (*cl!ck, cl!ck*) bee*otch!
i see a lot of recruiters puttin’ doubt on my name
what, y’all don’t think i fit this scene?
tim duncan last championship: boy, you don’t know the heat i went through to get this fif’ (fifth) to ring
we was taught to keep extensions in the ride
you’ll still get pistol*whipped, ain’t no need for mе to pull it
i’ll beat you wit’ the .30 but the n*gga won’t drop: you likе dg footage
we give out lessons when it come to beef
you gon’ learn not to f*ck wit’ us when we ride on you
because i’m old*school atlanta
i’m talkin’ bessie branham wit’ the wood playground
it’s gon’ burn when we slide on you

[boze the bambino]
see, nowadays, n*ggas be lyin’ in their raps
get on stage, start to force bars
sprinkle a little scheme, then reference that with a sports bar
these same n*ggas be in the street, tryna prove they more hard
claim they pushin’ work, so mo*
b*tch*ass n*ggas ain’t never seen a courtyard
see, in school, my students was grade*a
it wasn’t ’til they graduated they got f’s on they report card!
you know i move wit’ the heat
at every function wit’ the deuce in the sneaks
coach carter: my biggest fear is losin’ members of our crews to the street
i’mma k!ll this rookie!
you ain’t got the sk!ll or the will to push me
two options: mike vick, joe exotic
k!ll your dog…(*smack*) or steal this p*ssy!
keep playin’!
i’ll catch wreck where you livin’
peep in the window, check the residents in it
kick in the door, throw your son and family pet in the*
bah! forensics found the seed on the dog like sesame chicken!
this whole corona got me tweakin’
i ain’t fully grasp my mental yet
when i see the n*gga, it’s a bet!
bigger blade, bigger check
hit his neck, rip his flesh
it’s like i’m late on corona sho*
d*mn! ain’t no tissue left!
so stop pretendin’
or pursuit of happyness: i’m poppin’ the smith n’
clip come wit’ extensions like alternate endings
that’s murder, she wrote! no sign of hope!
or scottie pippen: i put this nose to work for the low!
b*tch, i’m the plug!
n*ggas like you get your product from me
i’m a boss
i tell puffs when to drop off a p
james harden: i get a high percentage from the top of the ki’ (key)
it’s a movie!
you know from the light like tunechi!
i’m unruly!
bars off the chain like bruce l*
nah, ironic
bars off the chain? smack finally let a n*gga loose: juneteenth!
charlotte, n*gga
woo! woo!

- urltv

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