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letra de don't push up - rey morado

don’t push up lyrics
[chorus]
seven grams, fourteen blunts, i might push a lil mo out, n-gga can’t een stunt
oh u think you ain’t gone know bout it, these ain’t runtz
we at goal line, nah n-gga i can’t e’en punt
just roll another, i said
seven grams, fourteen blunts, i got that, looked down, sh-t, dis ain’t much,i might double back
n-ggas look at me like, sh-t, where the trouble at
n-ggas servin mid , nah nah i don’t want nun of that
don’t push up

[verse 1: rey morado]
in a land where n-ggas hate just cause you doing better
i been oblivious, objective was to get some cheddar
palm on the neck, so i can’t sweat, but ain’t got sh-t to tell em
these n-ggas a sell they soul to ya if u f-ckin let em
hardly a g, but you can’t touch the letter
him off a ladder, flying carpet, aladdin, bird of a feather, i’m lifted
my life crazy, ain’t scripted, i can’t e’en hang wit you n-ggas
they vision tainted and brittle, i’m bout as crazy as cryptic
i get on , muf-ckas gone be sayin’ they miss me
can’t e’en drop the mission, just a missile, if they payin, i’m pimpin
f-ck a middle man, them be in jam
i get the b-tter, fl!ck the sand
switching hands, this n-gga shiva to these peter pans
ben and jerry’s, i’m ice cold, i been down bad
im f-ckin up my fico
i admit i crashed, my apology geico
i might slip a tad, but impossible i fold
sum smell fishy, i’m catchin’ the lies told
walkin tightrope , rey be higher than light pole
suck me no lipo, got me soundin like just gimme da light’
sean paul, raise the temperature tonight, then run that encore
n-ggas flexin , they really working out the wrong core
interception, i peep the play, n run my arms though it
no connection, we got the wrong cord
cut from a different cloth, an iron to a bronze sword
aight, i admit, i’m needing it more
needle to thread, thimble weight, i sow through the door
cl!ck the pen more, you won’t see me in lead fight
here the ticky, ticky, someone read me my dead rights
boom
gibbon off da tree, yo pack givin’ baboon
clear the room for the elephant, them quaking in tomb
all my n-ggas makin dope, sh-t we cookin’ in tune
cookman bethune , rey mo’ take these n-ggas to school
loon loon,might need my straitjacket, up in outer sp-ce, rey xenon, make ya b-tch go zoom zoom
i been feelin king kong, i’m saiyan at full moon
goin ape sh-t, long long, my engine on vroom vroom
[chorus]
seven

seven grams, fourteen blunts, i might push a lil mo out, n-gga can’t een stunt
oh u think you ain’t gone know bout it, these ain’t runtz
we at goal line, nah n-gga i can’t e’en punt
just roll another, i said
seven grams, fourteen blunts, i got that, looked down, sh-t, dis ain’t much,i might i might double back
ni-n-ggas look at me like, sh-t, where the trouble at
n-ggas servin mid , nah nah i don’t want nun of that
don’t push up

[verse 2: eli alexander]
woo, n-ggas dont know what we smoke
we ain’t pass no blunts, we dont f-ck with baby lungs
we got the bag its a ton, smoking big dope in the valley
we can’t stop it, enough, it ain’t no room for the bluff
n-ggas toke with no f-cks, my head blown, i’ma bust
got this clip to yo leg, i’ma smoke it all up
got yo broad on my bed, i’ma slurp it up
i gotta hit and dip to make a couple bucks
woo

[verse 3: rey morado]
i went to la, n-gga thought i’d never come down
rey pele pele, im hot as f-ck, you never around
mr jefe, pack on pepe le pue, esse
we ain’t livin’ lavish, i been mad for some decades
vlad , you tell essay, a life story n-gga, i ain’t like you n-ggas
swear yo life boring, really
you can’t bite yo feelings, world swallowed yo heart
i let my vices lift me up, how i’ve gotten this far
[verse 4: vny.]
don-dont push up, with the kid and get violent
viola davis, get away wit murder, paint a picture, spraying
never sp-ce a spare, forward fear and feel the favor flakin off
im just the taste of ‘tainment wait i’m still insane and
big kid smokin’ heavy now hand me the paper
i got too much weed, need to hang with the vapors
he get stol for the gold, hoes stole his ego with capers
this adventurous, i’m like finn & them, steadily jakin’

[verse 5: javion bishop]
vny. pass me the j a n-gga got a lot on my brain
the dopest rappers in the game my every verse is strain
the formula can not be taught this sh-t should live in your veins
these other n-ggas swisher sweet, i ain’t impressed wit da games
i got caught wit da pack and my stick and i dusted the case
way too fye to give up the plug, ain’t telling n0body name
i’m gassed up we finna roll like we was steppin in skates
them fresh prince runtz, pullin like a smack in the face, n-gga

[chorus]
seven grams, fourteen blunts, i might push a lil mo out, n-gga can’t een stunt
oh u think you ain’t gone know bout it, these ain’t runtz
we at goal line, nah n-gga i can’t e’en punt
just roll another, i said
seven grams, fourteen blunts, i got that, looked down, sh-t, dis ain’t much,i might double back
n-ggas look at me like, sh-t, where the trouble at
n-ggas servin mid , nah nah i don’t want nun of that
don’t push up
don’t push up
don’t push up

- rey morado

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