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rio da yung og – covid20 كلمات اغاني

[intro: rmc mike]
(coach me, joey, vonte on the beat, n_gga)
b_tch

[verse 1: rmc mike]
in the spot baggin’ up them ’bows, finna shoot ’em out
unc’ got some big_ass veins, i watched him shoot an ounce
you short on the payment, have my n_ggas come move your house
opps keep tryna avoid the beef, made ’em move south
told joey this sh_t on the floor and i’m ready for it
rio got some sh_t on his wrist, he paid a chevy for it
i just made a seven thousand play right on livernois
girly keep askin’ what i claim, b_tch, it’s ghetto boyz
still rmc ’til i die, ain’t no question ’bout it
water whip the dope with some sh_t, it made eleven thousand
yeah, ri my brother, we just grew up in separate houses
blade got off them percs and start shootin’ need better counseling

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
me and mike in this b_tch talkin’ dumb and dumber
chasin’ hi_tech with wockhardt, i’m gettin’ numb and number
i be sellin’ half of bricks for thirty_six to my country bumpkin
if i drop another chain off hittin’ puppy, them hunkies comin’
you be talkin’ ’bout a bunch of bullsh_t that don’t matter
let a b_tch call her brother on me, i’ma blow at him
left pocket full of wrinkled money, came from dope addicts
used to walk around with ten thousand, that sh_t got so tragic
let me get an m, i’m comin’ home with it, brodie, don’t worry
scared to p_ss in that cup right now, i know i’m so dirty
mike ain’t tryna bust a pill down, he want the whole thirty
used to wanna k!ll for six or seven racks, now i can blow thirty
[verse 3: rmc mike]
nike joggers off the yeezy runners, chase you down with quickness
runnin’ through the load, asked the plug to send another biscuit
told my b_tch i wanna f_ck her friend, she so open with it
i’ll do whatever this sh_t take to promote the mitten
brick came up short, but i know how, i put lotion in it
d_mn, mike, how you steal my girl? i just stroke her different
she said you a no pape’_havin’, controllin’ n_gga
i hit the b_tch with everything i had, i put shoulders in it
stayed down loadin’ up, i timed my rise to the top
i was in the alleyway cuttin’ pies out the box
auntie f_cked my head up, i seen her nod off the rocks
i need a roadrunner to come stuff this dime in her tw_t

[verse 4: rio da yung og]
ayy, go grab a paper towel, unc’, your nose runnin’
i got some ‘bows comin’, all you probably got is hoes comin’
when the world open, i’m droppin’ two more rollies off 4sho money
stop talkin’ crazy ’bout that fifty racks, that ain’t no money
you still wearin’ nautica? bro, you so dirty
my stomach hurt right now, i quit drinkin’ lean cold turkey
we ain’t had sh_t, rappin’ at e house, we had a long journey
n_ggas still flashin’ lil’ money, that sh_t so corny
we in this b_tch f_ckin’ with joe, the 4 upside down
drop a five in a six_ounce pop, then turn it upside down
any n_gga take a shot at me and miss, he must go now
i got a small gun on my hip’ll make a bus slow down
[outro: rio da yung og]
yeah, n_gga, ghetto boyz sh_t, n_gga
what up, joe?
what up, mike? n_gga
know what the f_ck goin’ on
d_mn, that b_tch stopped?

- rio da yung og

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