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letra de what you kno bout this? - rbs nightmare

[verse 1]
what you know bout waking up at the crack of dawn?
what you know bout almost being dead and gone? (gone)
almost got smoked out like cheech and chong
my dreams are broken like a broken bong (yeah)
i’m shattered like the backboards on my feet (d-mn)
i be deadly like the 0’12 miami heat (d-mn)
only hard workers sit hear you can’t take a seat (what)
this sh-t exclusive you can’t buy the beat (that’s right)

[verse 2]
you heard your girlfriend moan and yell from across street (wooo)
doing this on my own working hard just to eat
i be kicking up my feet just chilling like a boss
i be up in footlocker you be buying kicks at ross (loser)
you don’t brush your t–th you don’t even floss on some lame sh-t this is some gang sh-t (gang)
this ain’t game b-tch i be gangin homies dope slanging making money on the low (low)
i be spending spending spending all my dirty dough (dough)
never with a cough cause i be sipping on the cough syrup with the sprite (sprite)
feeling wavy and untouchable who wanna fight? (fight)
it’s another unpredictable night where i stay at (stay at)
where the g’s roam the streets and where i pray at (pray at)
when we ain’t here we lounging at la brea (la brea)
your girls a freak but we both know she’s fea (fea) x2

[verse 3]
it’s another night and i just might oh sh-t! the plugs calling i might pick it up i might ring it up
we hit a l!ck and said keep in touch
it’s always ruff but life made us tuff
now we f-cking it up like a check from nike (yup)
freak b-tches like me they n-ggas wanna fight me (yup)
they dogs that be barking but don’t wanna bite me (nah)
let em tell it to my four five if they don’t like me (come on)

[verse 4]
living it up giving it up gotta stack my dough (wooo)
living my life living it right by toting up my pole (bang)
if you ain’t giving brain then b-tch you gotta go (go home)
i ain’t looking for a wife i’m looking for a hoe
these ain’t my friends these are all my f-cking bros (family)
they will never switch up on me like my flows
ovo jordans all up on my toes (wooo)
this is ruthless bandits you either bang it or you don’t (what)
i be doing me sipping lean that be more bl–dy than a murder scene (man)
lyrically i’m an -ss-ssin rbs be the gang so quit asking (rbs!)
dope lyrics is what i keep blasting i never run outta ammo
bape be the camo k!ller ape like a rambo money comes and go faster than lambo (boom)
you just a boy but i been the man tho x2 (ruthless bandits b-tch!)
i be ripping up the mic i be balling all through the night
sipping sipping sipping till the quail got me feeling right (d-mn)
sights aimed to k!ll benjamin franklin’s be the bills (d-mn)
zoran beats got me feeling the chills (d-mn) when the 808’s bumping (d-mn)
got a bag full of drugs so i must be up to something (yup)
you be talking sh-t hating up to nothing get off your -ss and go do something ( do something b-tch)

- rbs nightmare

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