Ham Sandwich - HELLSING
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{verse 1: ciyo}
Bet your life
I hope your homie a ride or die, so i can double the price
If i hate a nigga, i settle it, dead him
The day i kill that boy, i'm fucking his wife
M-m-m-might take a flight 'cause i don't like the weather
Let me find out it's greener on your side
You get hit hard, pull up in no time
Kamehame, how i surf on the grand line
I've been rapping with ham sandwich
Most you niggas can't afford you a damn sandwich
We the best on the damn planet
Disagree and i kill him in front of the damn cameras
Pull a shotty to keep it a buck
Big trigger, i finger fuck
Muzzle flash nigga, shе such a slut
Big head on her, she 'bout to bust
Lil bitch
{verse 2: ham sandwich}
Pistol on mе came with a switch
Nigga mad i came with his bitch
Tell her nigga, stay out my business
'fore i hit a stain with a stick
Denji put a chopper on his head
If he touch my chain, a nigga drop dead
Whole unit moving, lock stepping
Leave him holy, .40 gave a blessing
Jakes coming, dump the smith & wesson
He ain't talking money, i'mma deafen
Fix-it felix toolie, but i wrecked him
Bad bitches kissing on my rectum
Ceiling racks, staying where i left 'em
Seal the pack and send it to the next man
Free dennis, he just got arrested
Tap his shoulder, hope he get the message
Cut up the pack in the back of the factory
Mastered the craft in a shack full of bastards
And actors, a walking disaster, who matching me
Slapping a rat with a mac if he tracking me
Flak jacket on the front and the back of me
Stat stacking with a couple of athletes
Fiends feeding off of sipping the actavis
Niggas never wanna feel like an activist
Hit him with the semi and he might fall back
Hit him with the semi and he might fall flat
Hidden in the city, where the lights all black
Got the brights on with a python in my lap
And the white fog, turn my sights on when i rap
It's a light jawn, but i write often, in fact
I could siphon all the ice on a nigga wrist if i want to
I could even take a nigga bitch when she come through
{verse 3: drip$tick}
His broad called, i yawned, she like raw so fuck it
The fights on, i pull up it's light combos
All i hit her with-
And she into this pronto
But i got a personal bubble, i'm like ponyo
I'm they stan, they turn to fans, i toggle 'em
Off they mans, i got a plan to win
Dabi, damn, i kept the candle lit
Drop with ham and on our hands, a hit
I'm the shit y'all couldn't manage
I'm dk, might go bananas
Off rip, got pricked i pullled the bandage
Bowser kid, my whips been full with bandits
Counter it, the bitch switched, shulk with damage
Y'all counterfeit, you just a copy of truth
Better not catch you around my stay
It's a groundhog day, you ain't stopping the loop
Stupid
{verse 4: ciyo, stargirlkyu}
Heckle a heckler, pack more metal than doctors
No jekyll, he mystified
Bitch, i'm mr. hyde
He got a bitch to hide
We not equals, grew up on different sides
We at the top of the condo
Chilling with gorillas in the congo
Bitch, you ain't even in the convo
Kings at the round, keep me a crown, feet to the ground
We don't even wanna see you on the ground floor
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Ham sandwich, because either way you flip it, the bread comes first
{verse 1: ciyo}
Bet your life
I hope your homie a ride or die, so i can double the price
If i hate a nigga, i settle it, dead him
The day i kill that boy, i'm fucking his wife
M-m-m-might take a flight 'cause i don't like the weather
Let me find out it's greener on your side
You get hit hard, pull up in no time
Kamehame, how i surf on the grand line
I've been rapping with ham sandwich
Most you niggas can't afford you a damn sandwich
We the best on the damn planet
Disagree and i kill him in front of the damn cameras
Pull a shotty to keep it a buck
Big trigger, i finger fuck
Muzzle flash nigga, shе such a slut
Big head on her, she 'bout to bust
Lil bitch
{verse 2: ham sandwich}
Pistol on mе came with a switch
Nigga mad i came with his bitch
Tell her nigga, stay out my business
'fore i hit a stain with a stick
Denji put a chopper on his head
If he touch my chain, a nigga drop dead
Whole unit moving, lock stepping
Leave him holy, .40 gave a blessing
Jakes coming, dump the smith & wesson
He ain't talking money, i'mma deafen
Fix-it felix toolie, but i wrecked him
Bad bitches kissing on my rectum
Ceiling racks, staying where i left 'em
Seal the pack and send it to the next man
Free dennis, he just got arrested
Tap his shoulder, hope he get the message
Cut up the pack in the back of the factory
Mastered the craft in a shack full of bastards
And actors, a walking disaster, who matching me
Slapping a rat with a mac if he tracking me
Flak jacket on the front and the back of me
Stat stacking with a couple of athletes
Fiends feeding off of sipping the actavis
Niggas never wanna feel like an activist
Hit him with the semi and he might fall back
Hit him with the semi and he might fall flat
Hidden in the city, where the lights all black
Got the brights on with a python in my lap
And the white fog, turn my sights on when i rap
It's a light jawn, but i write often, in fact
I could siphon all the ice on a nigga wrist if i want to
I could even take a nigga bitch when she come through
{verse 3: drip$tick}
His broad called, i yawned, she like raw so fuck it
The fights on, i pull up it's light combos
All i hit her with-
And she into this pronto
But i got a personal bubble, i'm like ponyo
I'm they stan, they turn to fans, i toggle 'em
Off they mans, i got a plan to win
Dabi, damn, i kept the candle lit
Drop with ham and on our hands, a hit
I'm the shit y'all couldn't manage
I'm dk, might go bananas
Off rip, got pricked i pullled the bandage
Bowser kid, my whips been full with bandits
Counter it, the bitch switched, shulk with damage
Y'all counterfeit, you just a copy of truth
Better not catch you around my stay
It's a groundhog day, you ain't stopping the loop
Stupid
{verse 4: ciyo, stargirlkyu}
Heckle a heckler, pack more metal than doctors
No jekyll, he mystified
Bitch, i'm mr. hyde
He got a bitch to hide
We not equals, grew up on different sides
We at the top of the condo
Chilling with gorillas in the congo
Bitch, you ain't even in the convo
Kings at the round, keep me a crown, feet to the ground
We don't even wanna see you on the ground floor
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Ham sandwich, because either way you flip it, the bread comes first
