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rde luhh monsta - eye fa eye lyrics

[intro]
(rde, yuh yuh, ahhhh)
(f_ck that, dad go)
(let me in like this, watch this baby)

[verse 1 _ rde luhh monsta]
tk lotto in my system, call it treyvon since that p_ssy dead
call him spongebob with them holes inside his body, one inside his head
kind of sad how mari died, his piggy ass he toasted like some bread
i’ll send the drop, i’ll send the b_tch, he bought to die thinking he getting head
we going eye for eye, slide for slide
you taking one, i’m taking nine
that murder rate shot to the sky
his brother next i ain’t lying
free my brother out the jam, he sitting there doing time
i got the call this morning, crazy think i wasn’t even surprised
we spinning back to back to back to back
we doing this for tay
ain’t got the time just got some deep emotions, i ain’t trying to play
bout dead broke, ain’t got no job, man i’m just tryna find a way
talk to my daddy bout my problems, he told me that i should pray
(but i’m on demon time)
ain’t sh_t to talk about, i’m trynna blow a mind
watch me strap up with this chop and shoot a p_ssy dead
ain’t no body shots, i got the aim, i’m taking heads

[verse 2 _ rde diff]
(yeah, yeah) aye monsta, why the f_ck he acting like that’s his blood cousin?
he said f_ck 12, but when i say it i’m talking about dozens of em’
cuffin hoes that he f_ckin’
f_ckin’ hoes that he cuffin’
why he tryna scr_p when he knows he’s posted on upward?
we see sh_t eye to eye, ride till we die
in hits we taking pride
said i’m lying cause i’m white
why c acting retired?
make his brains get rewired, always peep shi thru the grapevine
c f_cking around with them kids, end up on dateline
acting like he dont know how cable be
told you this not make believe
why he wan’ f_ck with me? because i know who took his favorite piece
monsta the defintion of letter g
why they tryna be so better than me?
taking sacrifices, why this a mass excitement?
act like they know how it be
this ain’t no laser tag (bop, bop, bop)
you gotta face this mag (bop, bop, bop)
i was up a ace’s house (bop, bop, bop)
sh_t, he gotta face it now (bop, bop, bop)
the systems wicked, i ain’t gonna stop until i’m finished
i know he beating b_tches, everytime they come to me got blemishes
i know how the city be, treat this mic like mini me (my son)
f_cking with my brothers, we’ll see who’ll get to squeezing instantly (glrah)

- rde luhh monsta lyrics

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