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letra de rummy on rock - cypher clique

[intro: erich gillespie]
i’ma say some sh-t that don’t make sense but it’s gon make sense ya feel what i’m sayin…

(aye, aye, where’s it at though?)

someone said he wasn’t from this side
someone else he always down to ride
ain’t no game no cappin on the town
if you show it’s always goin down

[hook: erich gillespie]
rummy on rock
dummy on shots, i got all shots
gunny on top, jimmy called rock
i got on the block

pretty lil thot, yeah
i’m just tryna get up in the spot
tryn make it to the top who knows why stop right there
i got homies still out on the block don’t care cancel your agenda this is not cobert

[verse 1:]
i got my clover leaf, you kept the jesus piece on
i will control your speed, flexin’ like you get a resp-wn
feel like selena johnson watching it all fall down, not fair
runaway from wisconsin, government watchin while they heart cold as the air
see all this new sh-t i cop by the pair
i’m tryna count it not conversate i got a lot of things i gotta do while i’m here
park my sh-t right by the pier
come back, i put it in gear
tell lil bro get on my time, i been the realest this year

[verse 2: erich gillespie]
wisconsin’s cold, money old
i got soul, kitted to the toes
i’m talking cash sh-t, run up off a bag
cold is in the air but my b-tch be doin backflips
on the mattress, got it off on saks 5th

if you blow it let me show it yeah you know it’s always goin down

[hook: erich gillespie]
rummy on rock
dummy on shots, i got all shots
gunny on top, jimmy called rock
i got on the block

pretty lil thot, yeah
i’m just tryna get up in the spot
tryn make it to the top who knows why stop right there
i got homies still out on the block don’t care
cancel your agenda this is not cobert

[verse 3: mic anthony]
i did a shoulder lean, i be off with your b-tch
i just go hit the liq, i’m just gon’ pull the stick
talking that sh-t to me, n-gga you’re gonna be history
f-ckin’ around with me, is you gon puff a pound with me?
talking that sh-t, n-gga i’m lit, blowing that piff
yeah!
hitting that chick, calling that b-tch, catch me in vip
yeah!
i’m about to hop up in the whip right here
hunnid thousand caps on my wrist right here
see me on tracks with the gift right here
with the chicks right here on her lips like
yeah!

- cypher clique

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