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letra de xabsi - rimzee

[intro: rimzee]
(5ive music)
yo, ah, yo

[verse 1: rimzee]
i bought multiple burners
i’ve been on multiple glides
if she ain’t the missus, can’t think the same trick twice
they know me, i’m worksy, i’ve been bad since nursery
any vio get ’round there, i come fast like ferdi
made p’s and i lost p’s
get busy in bond street
all the roles that i done, i should’ve been part of the concrete
what you mention my block? gotta mention rimz cuz
built the sh-t like the windrush, i’m a g in the street like timber
they lying and fibbing, tryna stack me a million
me, i don’t pull up on smoke, me i rather pull up with it
and i still get them boxes, trapstar like toxic
they k!lled my n-gga t.i., ’cause he never had it on him
[chorus: rimzee]
i just came outta xabsi, ’cause i shoot like ramsey
i put bujj in a mixer, i’m in a t like lambie
my heart done gone cold, all the pain in the gun smoke
never thought i’d see 21, i felt like pop smoke
i just came outta xabsi, ’cause i shoot like ramsey
i put bujj in a mixer, i’m in a t like lambie
my heart done gone cold, all the pain in the gun smoke
never thought i’d see 21, i felt like pop smoke

[verse 2: m24]
i had a dream like martin luther (luther king)
then i made it happen (yes i did) (uuh, uh)
now i got fans, i dunno what happened
bare ones cattin’, opps still chattin’, hate ‘n’ preein’, ‘cos man’s mashin’ (why they hate?)
man still did the drill in some old-school fashion
bootcut jeans, burn that drip, park that up, burn that whip
four-wheel drive man skrr that sh-t, diamonds on my chain ‘cah i earnt that drip (uuh, uh)
in the field like salah, score, now we up on the board, ‘cah we earnt that sh-t (uuh, uh)
over them sides, i learnt that strip (i did)
do the drill then skate (gllt, baow)

[chorus: rimzee]
i just came outta xabsi, ’cause i shoot like ramsey
i put bujj in a mixer, i’m in a t like lambie
my heart done gone cold, all the pain in the gun smoke
never thought i’d see 21, i felt like pop smoke
i just came outta xabsi, ’cause i shoot like ramsey
i put bujj in a mixer, i’m in a t like lambie
my heart done gone cold, all the pain in the gun smoke
never thought i’d see 21, i felt like pop smoke

- rimzee

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