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rjmrla, nice (la) & joe moses - ramen كلمات أغنية

[intro: rjmrla]
uh, ayy

[verse 1: rjmrla]
when i was comin’ up rough, that wasn’t even what you called it
that’s why i smoke blunts now and run with alcoholics
switch sections, same sh_t, different toilet
one up in the head, keep it on me like i spoil it (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
don’t text me, call me ’cause i don’t like surprises (yeah)
i heard his whole team ran, left him on an island (n_gga)
this can’t be life, man, n_gga just survivin’
his face on a pack, got noodled like ramen (brrt)
and, b_tch, we mob as saddam bin laden (yeah, yeah)
opinions like an assh0l_, we got ’em in common (yeah)
you f_ck your bm, we got somethin’ in common (uh)
you got that b_tch pregnant, i left it in the condom (shh)
red light, green light, beam on your bean like a headlight
or i’ll motherf_ckin’ b_tch until she get her bread right (yeah)
what the l!ck read? light bulb, give me insight
midnight, strap, finger_paintin’ like a thick dyk_ (woo)
i’ma help my lil’ n_gga get his sh_t right (woo)
f_ck these devils, look at what they did to suge knight (woo)
that pork poison even when that sh_t cook right (ah_ah)
put the range in sport mode and do a hook slide

[chorus: nice & rjmrla]
i can’t be faded (’cause i’m a n_gga from the motherf_ckin’ streets)
brand new stick with the switch, feelin’ innovative (i’m a n_gga, what you tell ’em like?)
i can’t be faded (i can’t, ’cause i’m a n_gga from the motherf_ckin’ streets, ayy)
b_tch on my hip got switched, just got off papers (hey, hey)
we just here to get money (rich), money (rich), money (rich), money (rich, for real)
money (rich), money (rich), money (rich)
we just here to get money (rich), money (rich), money (rich), money (rich)
money (rich), money (rich), money (rich)
we just here to get rich
[verse 2: joe moses]
two speed, dot on the k, it’s a two t (what?)
wi_fi head, get ’em stretched like a 2g
too p, baby, i’m a don, sh_t a two v
every n_gga talk but my smoke come with looseleaf (what?)
mr. rj a big wa, ha (wa)
chopstick chicken in the trap, ha
soy sauce rice on the drop, hah
awful lot of bloods on the block, hah (on the block)
so tell desto i need it red like a period (ha)
i ran la, on the gang, i be beerius (for real)
curious, fifth round, brown paper bag (bag)
it’s a story to these n_ggas, i’ma still get the bag (come on)
n_ggas still ass, thirty years still trash (trash)
twelve years later, i still got the last laugh (for real)
trap on clark, still blowin’ out bags (bags)
three up top like my n_gga king jabs (rest in peace)

- rjmrla nice la joe moses

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