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marrgielaa - nimrod lyrics

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[verse 1: smokingskul]
yeah, you can’t resp_wn, this ain’t cod
i got a white plug, call me nimrod
.223 knockin’ out his airpods
when i come around, man these n_ggas ain’t hard
i keep a scar like a c_section
i keep two poles, no election
walk in yo’ crib, lets do an inspection
b_tch i’m hard, n_gga, no erection
yo’ body outside, i got a connection
mask on like i’m at a convention

[verse 2: marrgielaa]
you is a grown n_gga sayin’ nimrod
i pull up, n_gga, on god
how is you pushin’ thirty doin’ fraud?
n_ggas cappin’ sayin’ somethin’ that they not
you can get stepped on, travis scott
stick on me and this sh_t got a red_dot
n_gga tried runnin’, then he caught a head_shot
how you a street n_gga? you a mascot
i caught a opp, n_gga got k!lled
i feel like bill cosby with the pills
pop five percs, n_ggas can’t feel
i’m goin’ up n_gga, f_ck a deal
b_tch i’m yo’ dad, n_gga, you my jr
i’m in the trap, totin’ on a ar
i hit a l!ck, goin’ off the radar
what you gon’ do when you hop out that car?
walk in the club, n_gga, f_ck a bar
f_ck yo’ ho, i’m goin’ hard
i feel like kinte, when i starve
n_gga got shot now that boy a r_t_rd
what you gon’ when you in that er?
you cannot resp_wn, this ain’t vr
n_gga you e_datin’, [?]
i feel like kan in the wife_beater
now i’m in yo’ trap, what you gon’ do?
you cannot clone me, kid buu
i got the glock with me in the stu’
these n_ggas bite everything i do, yeah
like shut the f_ck up n_gga, be you
[verse 3: smokingskul]
shoot my own cousin like silento
that n_gga shirt red like [?]
i got no tag n_gga on the rental
put two in his head, now that n_gga mental
i feel like ‘khi, i need that sh_t
jack the plug, might key that sh_t
blow a n_gga head off with the brick
got a white plug, he say “what the frick”
i’m out in florida, i might just say jit
blue hollow tips make them search the crib, yeah

[verse 4: 1oneam]
rack on his head, get his ass gone
[?] no stick, but [?] totin’
talk on the gang, that lil’ ass floatin’
fmj in his body, we [?]
i’m goin up and these n_ggas now knowin’
she play with my d_ck, like its a toy
stupid ass b_tch, she get annoying
yeah, i’m off the gas, so high can’t stop
you tryna drop names, then get popped
she finna choose, that ho finna top
sound like drum, put a switch on the glock
i hit a l!ck, my n_gga on top
she tryna f_ck, well i just want the top
all black whip and that ho got no top
called your homegirl, she gonna top
he want some smoke, well run my fade
we got the fire, put in yo’ face
i keep the bag on me, no safe
who’s that n_gga bro, he not safe
man so broke, i don’t got no case
you try [?], now you lay
[?] diamonds, ho’ they skate
you tryna worry bout it, yeah no way
[verse 5: okaymar]
you tryna worry ’bout it, yeah no way
i got hoes and they go both ways
you is a virgin boy, ain’t no play
don’t try to test me boy i don’t play (yeah)
[?] like a [?]
that boy try to rob, now he in the grave
off them drugs, dont care ’bout grades
i’m in this b_tch guts like [?] (huh)
that bar went over your head
i’m with yo’ b_tch, and she givin’ head
i’m off the xan’, finna end up dead
i’m with lil’ smoke, slide like a sled
i told lil’ ‘giela “put two in his head”
i cheat on her first, ’cause i’m too ahead
i took me a pill to the f_ckin’ head (d_mn)

[outro: okaymar]
d_mn
d_mn
yeah
ha, ha, ha, ha
ha
ha, ha, ha, ha

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