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letra de the final episode - rao

[verse 1: rao]
time flies,sh-t dies
everybody put your hands up in the sky
you should burnt it up
like a hoe just turn it up
like this crowd just pimpin’ it up
a lollipop she start lickin’ it up
fed up with your miopic romance
need somethin’ new feelings can dance
leave the dark, hit the floor hard
somethin’ gorgeous must start
a fine rhyme just got craft
for the peeps thinkin’ they got bold
just watch us how we roll
we’re in the game not like the old times
we’re not the same
got in the business no time for excuses that are lame
thinkin’ i’m in love, no i’m above
my heart flies like an innocent dove
dirty mind with a good heart
a combination that everybody loves to be a part
whole world in a gangsta’s hand
lots of bucks in the band
no time for sh-t to land
get up,get up,get up and bang
that’s how we roll with the homies
that’s how we hang
that’s how we plan to be on the fast lane

[verse 2: haris]
tune in to the final episode
lots of weed got pounds of smoke
ridin’ around the town dripped in gold
look inside my heart and you’ll find it cold
colder than a freezer
my n-ggas packed with the draco smokin’ reefer
n-gga what you wear is way more cheaper
no one feels your sh-t me neither
n-gga’s from l.r.e. took cl-sses from the d.r.e
hopin’ to make it b.i.g
smokin kush, rollin blunts that’s og
goin to the club drinks on me
that bump in the trunk baby show me
smoke weed everyday that’s stoney
play the next episode get started
let’s party everybody!!!
you got me feelin’ some type type of way
creepin’ in the night vanish in the day
heezy houdini playin’ tricks for the play
you know i’m just in it for the pay
effin’ a!

[verse 3: haris & rao]
it’s about time to commit the crime
smoke on the board i’m rollin the dice
drippin’ drippin’ drippin’ water drippin’ from ice
ya’ll n-ggas ain’t worth my time
yeah i’m d-mn sure
we about to go on a grand tour
hit you with the back stroke
thuggin’ from the back door
still gettin’ the chills
all about the k!lls
never got a n-gga carin’ about feels in the hills
and forget about that i’m speakin’ the truth
n-ggas feelin’ cl-ssy by wearin’ a suit
now gimme the loot before i come and shoot
i told ya’ll before its all about the gin and juice

ridin’ through the skies seems like i’m high
thinkin bout how i’m poppin’
how i shockin’
how i rockin’
how i throw stacks in my bag
like hittin’ a jackpot on a crackspot
everybody shocks rhymes gonna pop
there’s no time to stop
show your moves on the floor
on these rumbling words that roll
gangsta in these feelin’s have to be explore

[outro] :

that’s the final episode!!!!

- rao

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