LP Rambo - +LAFLIN TWiNZ
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{intro}
That what pretty impressive, what hood are you from?
(i am from l block, all the way in the south part of the village)
L block? damn it, this could be bad
What's so bad about l block?
All you need to know is that we're fucked
{verse one: squeezo}
Tell that bitch to clock in, tell that bitch to fuck off
All my niggas popping, huh, they be finna pop off
Stop with all that yapping, huh, put that bitch in time out
Put that bitch up in her mouth, when she pull up eat her out
Uhhhh, bitch i get my bag out
And i get my bag out, and she got that head yeah
Uhhh
Come and get a bag, yea, and we popping tags, yea
And we popping tags yea, come and get a bag, yea
Arps and 2-2-3s, knock a nigga head off
Bad lil' bitch gone fuck on me, tell that hoe i spеd off
Tell that hoe i sped off
Got that 2-2-3, shе wan' carry me
She wan' fuck with me, he wan' fuckery
Pull up in the spot, pull up in the heat
She wan' give me top, tell her hop with me
Lil bitch, i got a motherfucking switch, pull up and your ass get hit
Arp, fuck that choppa i got that arp
Bring the pistols, packing, bring the heat
{verse two: lp rambo}
Tell that hoe to clock out, mr.getabopout
My bae got that mop head, that shit make me drop out
Shawty got that smart brain i know you didn't drop out
Tell that hoe i'm leaning, huh, catch me at the wok house
Huh, ask the ravers, make your shit a hit just send veli that feat, naw no fetish
That's one of them things i ain't think when i said it
Lurk my page you petty, you don't even follow me nigga you petty
Feel like spongebob i be ready
All my ice on i'm a yeti
Bitch it's six five nights of freddy
Freddy kruger sixaveli
Yes, i been eating i'm gaining a belly, so when you see me you ain't gotta tell me
Bro i ain't buying, you better not sell me
Bitch, what shoota said, it's veli
Bitch, what shoota said, it's veli
Hold on
Man i ain't worried bout 2 or 3, bitch i'm on top it's a new me
I told 2wo get out the streets, then i joined him in these streets
I hit merc' he ain't pick up he say he cooking up a beat
I told gang it's just us so we ain't kicking up our feet
{intro}
That what pretty impressive, what hood are you from?
(i am from l block, all the way in the south part of the village)
L block? damn it, this could be bad
What's so bad about l block?
All you need to know is that we're fucked
{verse one: squeezo}
Tell that bitch to clock in, tell that bitch to fuck off
All my niggas popping, huh, they be finna pop off
Stop with all that yapping, huh, put that bitch in time out
Put that bitch up in her mouth, when she pull up eat her out
Uhhhh, bitch i get my bag out
And i get my bag out, and she got that head yeah
Uhhh
Come and get a bag, yea, and we popping tags, yea
And we popping tags yea, come and get a bag, yea
Arps and 2-2-3s, knock a nigga head off
Bad lil' bitch gone fuck on me, tell that hoe i spеd off
Tell that hoe i sped off
Got that 2-2-3, shе wan' carry me
She wan' fuck with me, he wan' fuckery
Pull up in the spot, pull up in the heat
She wan' give me top, tell her hop with me
Lil bitch, i got a motherfucking switch, pull up and your ass get hit
Arp, fuck that choppa i got that arp
Bring the pistols, packing, bring the heat
{verse two: lp rambo}
Tell that hoe to clock out, mr.getabopout
My bae got that mop head, that shit make me drop out
Shawty got that smart brain i know you didn't drop out
Tell that hoe i'm leaning, huh, catch me at the wok house
Huh, ask the ravers, make your shit a hit just send veli that feat, naw no fetish
That's one of them things i ain't think when i said it
Lurk my page you petty, you don't even follow me nigga you petty
Feel like spongebob i be ready
All my ice on i'm a yeti
Bitch it's six five nights of freddy
Freddy kruger sixaveli
Yes, i been eating i'm gaining a belly, so when you see me you ain't gotta tell me
Bro i ain't buying, you better not sell me
Bitch, what shoota said, it's veli
Bitch, what shoota said, it's veli
Hold on
Man i ain't worried bout 2 or 3, bitch i'm on top it's a new me
I told 2wo get out the streets, then i joined him in these streets
I hit merc' he ain't pick up he say he cooking up a beat
I told gang it's just us so we ain't kicking up our feet
