letra de rocketbitches(rocketboys diss) - jordan jones
n-gg-s really want smoke
must not know me
i got guns and gas
you n-gg-s smoke free
they said pull up to the school
you n-gg-s police
f-ck it i’m on the way
we wit all the bullsh-t
riding with a full clip
cold world
heater on me
make it summer real quick
everybody is a k!ller
til a n-gg- get k!lled
on my momma ima die bout this sh-t
ima die bout this sh-t
on kenny i’m let these n-gg-s have it
one call that’s all
reaper send him up to heaven
n-gg- we was 17
riding with them mac elevens
now we all carry techs
cuz we tryna send a message
i put that bag on his head
now he missing
playing in the deep end
leave’em sleeping with the fishes
ima butcher when it’s beef
but i’m serving all chicken
if a n-gg- really want it
tell him pull up we can get it
tried to tell him he didn’t listen
should’ve left me in the kitchen
n-gg-s thuggin for the gram
you get popped for a mention
say they name rocket boys
should be rocket b-tches
40 poking out my jacket
i ain’t shy with that glizzy
pull up to his momma house
tell him come outside
my n-gg-s ready
itching for another homicide
he was talking all that sh-t
now it’s time to die
spin the block
hit his top
now his momma crying
“d-mn”
issa shame what n-gg-s do for the clout
ima pull up to his job
and really see what he bout
if a n-gg- wanna box i can go pound for pound
if a n-gg- want smoke i can go round for round
i’ll knock a n-gg- brains out his head
hit mcdonald’s for a shake
then go count up my bread
go to south milwaukee high
and i know where you live
i can get u knocked off
it ain’t nun but a brick
or handle it myself
and k!ll sh-t like john wick
boy i’m really in the field
and i’m really with the sh-ts
keep it real you know i’m a big dog
and you a b-tch
it ain’t none to f-ck yo mom
and make her stuff all these grits
these n-gg-s really want smoke
must not know me
i got guns and gas
you n-gg-s smoke free
they said pull up to the school
you n-gg-s police
ima show you not to play with a og(3x)
we wit all the bullsh-t
riding with a full clip
cold world
heater on me
make it summer real quick
everybody is a k!ller
til a n-gg- get k!lled
on my momma ima die bout this sh-t
ima die bout this sh-t
on kenny i’m let these n-gg-s have it
one call that’s all
reaper send him up to heaven
n-gg- we was 17
riding with the mac elevens
now we carry all techs
cuz we tryna send a message
we with all the bullsh-t
riding with a full clip
cold world heater on me
make it summer real quick
everybody is a k!ller
til a n-gg- get k!lled
on my momma im die bout this sh-t
ima die bout this sh-t
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