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letra de troops - reuben vincent

[intro]
ladies and gentlemen, our boy is back
and the block is boilin’
not the pot but the block
commando, commando
the general, i trust you, my dahtor
it’s time i show ’em the archive
uh, time i show ’em the archive
my hard times come from thoughts on apartheid
dna mix, okay, huh, okay

[chorus]
i’ma rally the— (woo)
i’ma rally the troops, yeah
i’ma rally the— (woo)
i’ma rally the troops, yeah
(rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’)
i’ma rally the—
i’ma rally the— (uh, uh)
(rollin’, rollin’, rollin’)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)

[verse]
time i show ’em the archive
my hard times come from thoughts on apartheid
dna mixed heartbreak and war cries
psa this the year they all die
these rappers falsified
i grab my 4-5 no time for n-ggas like diddy told ’em, no kim, i’m hardcore
yeah, my heart cold
and yeah, b-tch heart broke but it’s no biggie
i let her get on the d-ck and she ride that sh-t then i’m on road
this life of the rap star dangerous, but everybody wanna be n-gga rich
and everybody wanna take a n-gga head
and feed it to his people in his village sh-t
‘fore i was ridin’, see my drive always had no ceilin’
and still have yet to hit the benz dealership
keep it a hundred, gotta own it, never rent the sh-t
countin’ arithmetic, from this rhythmic sh-t
i told my cousin that the drum will outlast the gun
he copped one and he put it on the end of it
that parul-pum-pum-pum, the newborn king
at your door like jehovah witnesses, look
i came from no christmas’
one burger, me and brother gotta split the sh-t
hustlin’ for a crucifix
chain gang, usain, gotta move it quick
new day, new game, but the rules don’t switch
if i do assist, you better shoot that sh-t
gotta open your mind, just don’t lose that sh-t
got a scope on my eye, so i can view that sh-t
i’m immune to the fumes of the fraudulent
these n-ggas talk, we come ’round hear an audible
i’m in that audi with mags like a article
one two, squn tzu, b-tch, this the art of war
we on guard, on god like
[bridge]
i been rollin’ (ooh)
i will show you (oh)
i been lonely (yeah)
i just want you (uh)
i been rollin’ (rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’)
(rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’)
i will show you (rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’)
(rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’)
i been lonely (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
(lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely)
i just want you (rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’)
(rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’)

[chorus]
used to throw hands ’round stewart lane
way before n-gga tryna clone me, no gucci mane, uh
you ain’t sayin’ sh-t like pootie tang, n-ggas move stealth, i advice you do the same
i’ma rally the troops, yeah, i’ma rally the—, yeah
i’ma rally the troops, yeah, i’ma rally the—, huh
shoutout my dawgs tryna make change
deep down n-ggas all goin’ through the same thang, uh
re up the bag, tryna maintain
hustlin’, just to spend it al in the same vain, uh
i’ma rally the troops, yeah, i’ma rally the—
i’ma rally the troops, yeah, i’ma rally the—, uh
[interlude]
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- reuben vincent

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