a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de paranoid - rmc mike & rio da yung og

[verse 1: rmc mike]
don’t believe everything you hear boy that ain’t the truth
k sh-ll break his face down look like baby food
unc stabbed a n-gga 40 times and he 82
cuz took an automatic chop from a jamaican dude
h-ll yea they bang our sh-t in jamaica too
this a new batch here jay come taste this food
used to ask bro for a dub now i’m making blues
b-tch caught me cheating red-handed still played it cool

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
i just dropped a hundred shots i’m tryna make the news
green and red beam on a glock but i’ll chase you too
yea she gave that p-ssy up for free but i raped her too
beat the p-ssy up for 3 minutes yea i ate it too
let my n-gga hit the blow with me but i’ll face it too
wrist the pot out [?]
beat a n-gga ass, shoot him twice, then i maced him too
oh i forgot i had my knife i shanked him too

[verse 3: rmc mike]
poke a n-gga, like i’m tryna take his temperature
hoe he ain’t die, hit him twice with a dillinger
hit girly off a perc for hours, end up k!lling her
b-tch came back alive i had to finish her
i dove in that p-ssy n-gga knee-deep
high as well while i put in work n-gga [?]
30 shots after 30 shots, glock on repeat
new tape on the way i need 10k for a sneak peak

[verse 4: rio da yung og]
i’m paranoid, a car rolled pass and i shot it up
last night i beat my pockets ass, they knotted up
this my first time cooking dope, i almost locked it up
i bought a glass pint of red and f-cked the profit up
i need to find a new habit
unky sniff coke and smoke dope, he got two habits
i got a trick up my sleeve but i don’t do magic
i took my hat off my head and pulled out two rabits

[verse 5: rmc mike]
pint of red, finna drop it in a mountain dew
this a g-wagon, this b-tch fast, it climb mountains too
girly mean to you, but suck my d-ck for a pound of fruit
black as h-ll, but the p-ssy pink like majin buu
d-mn, i couldn’t hide the proof [?] pulled up on me in a range, with the sliding roof
cuz paid 180 blues for a diamond tooth
plus he sell dope and all that, we still grindin’ too
hoe, i got a lot to say, made 1300 off of rapping, bought a glock today
i’m finna drop 100 shots n-gga, dr. j
bro supercharged the corvette so the cops won’t chase

[verse 6: rio da yung og]
b-tch i been a leader
10 milli glock, this b-tch 22 centimeters
creep up on a n-gga fast as h-ll, like a centipede
i put it in a runtz pack, but it’s some different weed
b-tch tried to put her lips on mine, ain’t no kissing me
me and mike dropped dum and dumber and made history
pull up shooting k bullets out a buick century
i want to drive a rolls royce to flint we need bigger streets
i need a six of red
had a threesome with two fat hoes, i need a bigger bed
mike can see that any [?] i got a bigger head
try me then you gon’ take more shots than a liquor head

- rmc mike rio da yung og

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS