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rey morado - tu on 'em lyrics
[verse 1]
i been starvin’ for millenia can never settle, pyro fill my belly cuttin’ up i got a pole machete
reigncloud destiny’s child, ain’t no mich-lle’s, broke ah h-ll this ebt i got so i’ma sell it
f-ck dat sh-t, gettin’ hot, people hittin’ my celly i’m thinkin’ they cops
you just paranoid, like n-gg- what the f-ck you paranoid, yeaye, yeaye yea
12 always be around (be around), i be high with the product in my pocket they might lay me in ground
up inside parkers officer up in here like it’s his office, i’m just tryna pay that one o’six
said i’m just tryna pay that dollar and that six cents
got a sick scent wrapped in grocery bag, it raise my sixth sense
i be feelin’ like zeus, they treat me like jesús, where my hera
haughty at times, eatin’ me up, can’t go like herod, get agrippa
shawty get a grip a my hair-a, she’ll, cherish this moment, rare across every era
freeform lookin’ like shiva, if you into make believin’, make me wear a hairnet, when i’m servin’ up that baked ziti
n-gg-s askin’ for features, i ain’t keen to collab
check my well fargo, f-ck it think i’ma tax
off by slight a tad, crazy i’m tazmanian devil hard-headed as shovel but light as angel
danger, whenever i enter
and fore i take the microphone i always shiver just know fear ain’t the spark of these quivers
deadly like the zodiac, i’ma silent k!ller
cardiac on my back, f-ck it turn up on dese n-gg-s
[chorus]
i’ont really give a f-ck no more
(turn up on these n-gg-s)
these n-gg-s got me fed up
(turn up on these n-gg-s)
fed up (n-gg-)
i’ont really (turn up on these n-gg-s)
ok
imma have to, (yea yea) imma have to (what the f-ck)
imma have to, turn up one time (turn up on these n-gg-s)
yea, one time
(turn up on these n-gg-s)
sicka the sh-t (turn up on these n-gg-s)
yea yea
what the f-ck
[verse 2]
i been doin me, n-gg-s been feelin’ offended but f-ck it
prepared swear i’m never bluffin’ wrong way they be rubbin’
when n-gg-s patronize the power fade the hoes they love it
the hoop too, deuce deuce, and my eyes stay bl–dy
a couscous, stay in da tree, acoustic bark symphony
she wriggle like anemone when i’m up in her energy
how they move too fake, you a enemy, like two-face, naw neva be a kin to me
off a couple -coughs- thinkin’ i can grip the sea, grip them hips, f-ck shootin’ a shot she get a clip a me
epiphany, i been clifford mongst these d-o-g’s, a g-o-d mongst men, they thinkin’ n-gg- please
die as a lion i’d rather than live wit da sheep, they neck under knee
won’t let em breathe i’ma see em bleed
[chorus]
i’ont really give a f-ck no more
(turn up on these n-gg-s)
these n-gg-s got me fed up
(turn up on these n-gg-s)
fed up (n-gg-)
i’ont really (turn up on these n-gg-s)
ok
imma have to, (yea yea) imma have to (what the f-ck)
imma have to, turn up one time (turn up on these n-gg-s)
yea, one time
(turn up on these n-gg-s)
sicka the sh-t (turn up on these n-gg-s)
yea yea
what the f-ck
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