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letra de object of the game - ray long

[intro]
this n-gga didn’t bring his turbo grafx 16 with him today
game’s over
unfortunately for y’all
a.w.o.l we all cl!ck b-tches on long
a.w.o.l we all cl!ck b-tches on long
a.w.o.l we all cl!ck b-tches on act-
a.w.o.l we
who in right mind
yeah. who in they-
who in they right mind?

[verse 1]
who in their right mind want it-
with me? i’ll leave you line for line confused, the gauntlet
goblin used to pop shines upon it
now it’s sit back and stack, still dedicated
the streets vows is sacred
faithfully giving haters grief
watch me straight lace this beat
like hotties with negligees
so smoke, so roll up and less blaze
pipe mommies just for the nut the next day
exit, stay on some next sh-t
trench send them out like students who flunked and left campus
i seriously doubt y’all opponents can handle this
similar as the b-st-rd a.w.o.l who run rampant
ray long leads the way for those who wish to play on
the culprit, please give me a break
my sh-t on a shelf so a record-breaking heat wave
so what you thought was once hot seems to fade
when the seasons change my sh-t still snug tight
so don’t make me reach for the gauge and bust right
weakling mc gon’ have to clean the stage
i takes it to the extreme on your whack act real like scenes
brandedly engaged in the crow i lead that led to his death
possibly assassinated on the lee-low
but joe, i’m three cards short of a full deck, what the dealy, hoe?
swing like sleigh at least high speed when police tail me
feel me? i wrap the beef up like a patty
when i blast heat your peeps retreat
stash the gat in the lab and threw a recap
asking a sneak peek of the drama
can’t f-ck with them fake [?]
had to have been in upstate in anacondas
tryna to get up out of
[interlude]
sticky situation
my n-ggas upstate
pennies are being pulled through
just gathering my thoughts man don’t worry
n-ggas come home soon
see what i mean?
foot up, yeah

[verse 2]
as i gather my thoughts
on the transport
tip rather remaining anonymous
unknown force like a candidate
for a hate with assassins
black of course, you probably lose your brains amped off fists
i’d rather you send a facts to court
cause of a possibility of being tapped within the line of the core
peak master sum it up without me they got nothing left incomplete
come on my team

[interlude]
i just introducing n-ggas to new sh-t
yknow what i’m saying
quick sh-
sample, mhmm
sample that
come back
get trouble a-
sample that
see that traffic sh-t?
get trouble a- uh
[verse 3]
if you violate me
then i’m going to have to put you on a diet
now you lightweight
thought you was riding with me
now you can’t eat right
just for disrespecting the game with a dice shake

if you violate me
then i’m going to have to put you on a diet
now you lightweight
thought you was riding with me
now you can’t eat right
just for disrespecting the game with a dice shake

snake switch sides and slither
aiming at your eyes on the prize
viewing hatred for a n-gga
ignite the vibes that disintegrate
ray trying to decide on which b-tch what time
whose n-gga is this? besides, think the guy would never
hold court in the street and try them together
get tired of seven
beheaded and guess what? only thing is going to be bodies on the stretchers
the medics in for no question i’m grotesque
they give the mic to bless, b-tch, more or less
hoping you can reach out and snitch, i dead connects
unable to leave out the crib, if you wanted to be out, you’d have to be extorted
because of your b-tch-ass, police got me warranted
for extorting kids for cash
portions spent living it up with my staff
and stickups you giving it up quick, i might blast
terrorize like arabs
bomb staged in places they discriminated against rap
straight jacking, stay packing, blaze saxon the void
my renegade rapping outlawed
as if that’ll be my downfall
cause commercial radio plays mostly want to be down broads
and cats singing balance withdrawals
my style’s tighter than eddie murphy’s outfit wasn’t raw
plus spit slit sugar out my mouth
’bout and it’s something like your jaws busted
all for f-cking with ray long may cause shake ass on sidewalks
for donations and buckets my g’s that mounted
to the ground like concrete
material used to freeze my sound you feeling it
yeah i know you in half the town
when i blows to stash the pound
just court though
set up shop and liquidate them other spots
and n-ggas that don’t partic-p-te won’t live to make another knot
foreigners repatriate, peep the new face switch up the play the jakes
das ain’t got enough evidence to make the case
offering pleas for me to take
please dismiss the sh-t i spit in your face
through a c76 skid bit, sitting a plate
i contemplate drama with n-ggas more jobless
i’m on my way up your fire escape while you hesitate and ponder
get spooked with a gauge pump action
i dunk without action
you slumps over with a hole in your throat, gasping
be alert, i push a word for fun, laughing
rip through your shirt son, ravishing
i know it’s flames i probably be casting when i go
but right now my blocks a little too hot to be relaxed in
let me find out
cops is obstacles setting up roadblocks on this crime route in high pursuit
but i’m far from complying with rules
when they hold order for me to pull over, continue riding
[interlude]
why the n-gga spazz out like that?
he want to finish him off like that?
(huzzah, huzzah)
(-laugh-)

2004, ray long, awol
we go cl!ck, clack
gearin’ up

[verse 4]
i’m up all day and most of the night
y’all approaching the mic but don’t know what’s up saying
i f-cks y’all dames while you hoping your wife
keep it tight and remain faithful for both of your lives, why?
when vows violated, the style faded, they make it the sixth time you been out on the aisle
you been out? kiss the bride of which my d-ck came out of her mouth
making it a sick sight
i refrain from blowing it up
close enough to make you throw up
the field ways, the reason why i stays motivated to leave those traces
we don’t go places
the only time you see us together is leaving the cell
as slow as bas-m-nt, as slow as possible
we all chase broads every day in high pursuit
sort of like cinderella when she dropped her slipper
never underestimate how late them hoes hanging

[hook]
if the object of the game is to get her
you keep your options open and not just limited to sticking her
trick what? spitting lines
sl!cking up to get you bagged
now listen up b-tch, you been had
trick what, lace who?

[verse 5]
no donating funds just for fun but smear cum in your buns
trick what, lace who?
no donating funds just for fun but smear cum in your buns

i supply the fix for you b-tches to get through the night
get used to the pipe, i stick to move right
when i slide get left, while my mind’s occupied on what imma hit next
cats, grow emotionally attached
i don’t go for the g, i stick the lowkey anonymous
y’all don’t know me, but leave it up to the kid to fix your t–th like an orthodontist
dig deeper than archaeologist, now tell me what you think in response to these comments
“cold hearted”, need a b-tch to survive these climates heat-seeking those who posing targets
i ain’t even got to go hard or cop tits to camp out in these streets, soldier
i ain’t trying to starve like cards, strip poker
and if you can find it in your hearts to take it off my hands when it’s over

[hook]
if the object of the game is to get her
keep your options open and not just limited to sticking her
trick what? spit lines
sl!cking up to get you bagged
now listen up b-tch, you been had

[verse 6]
i ain’t trying to hit it with the mast
i move too fast, you furious
and figures, hitting her with cash and jury just
to get the ass, don’t you know what these b-tches agendas consist of?
i ain’t busting in her, unless you spitting it up
f-ck living with the one nice enough to remember
think eight is enough, run trains like collider with the lavishes of
collision with us, cause they mind stay plotting for days
i need babes as long as them n-ggas who play for the nba
taking precautions keep b-tches waiting till your top rate
trying to holiday rate
bawling out of control
b-tches want to swallow you whole
artificial inseminate hoes
trying to put my game on freeze and claim me
as the role of a father’s a no-no baby-baby

[hook]
cause if the object of the game is to get her
you keep your options open and not just limited to sticking her
trigger what? spit lines
sl!cking up to get you bagged
now listen up b-tch, you been had

trick what, lace who?
that ain’t what ray do
that ain’t what ray do

trick what, lace who?
that ain’t what ray do
got a long d-ck, i don’t gotta go hard to blaze you

[outro]
that’s the difference man y’all n-ggas do songs for b-tches, i do it about ’em
about ’em
in the bod’ of this b-tch

- ray long

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