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tg ibro - rhymes on fleek lyrics

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yo madeas you better spin that sh_t
aight you ready?
let’s go!
tg ibro!!

sipping on that drank, i be rolling through the streets
got my rhymes on fleek, never ever miss a beat
from the club to the block, i ain’t gonna back down
claiming my throne, i’ll be king of this town

ridin’ dirty with my crews, makin’ moves breaking rules
flexing on these haters, i got nothing to prove
no games, errbody f_ckin know i stay lit
in the club, on the street, that’s how i do it

rhymes on fleek, yeah, i spit that fire
ain’t playing games, f_cking call me the sire
level up, stack that cash, i take it higher
no time for fakе sh_t, real ones inspire

built for speed, adrеnaline in my veins
in my zone, only getting some gains
no enemies, cause
riding wild, no time for fuss
speeding through the streets, eat my f_ckin dust
no stopping for sh_t, i’m in position
get papers, stack it up, all in my vision
flow so freak, make you gonna read the bible
push it fast passing through like i’m a tidal

i’m a champion, i ain’t never ever gonna quit
got the fire inside, don’t f_ck with my sh_t
ambition runs deep, through my blood
hustling’ for greatness, never being so smug

pop bottles, pour it up, like i’m living lavish
they jealous of my f_ckin sh_t, call me savage
they call me insane, i’m on a f_cking different plane
checking on my cl!ck better remember my name

rhymes on fleek, yeah, i spit that fire
ain’t playing games, f_cking call me the sire
level up, stack that cash, i take it higher
no time for fake sh_t, real ones inspire

built for speed, adrenaline in my veins
in my zone, only getting some gains
no enemies, cause
riding wild, no time for fuss
speeding through the streets, eat my f_ckin dust
look at these people clowning
i came and stomped them crying
no sk!lls no wills no hope no blessing
y’all better not awake in the morning

why are you mad, son? looks like you can’t do nothing
i got sk!lls and you acting like you got so’em or something

why are you fronting son? talk on ma back and b_tching
while i come to front
then y’all shut down your mouth
and f_cking hiding

yo let’s get real now cause everybody’s on the rally
you are so old but why are you
still f_ck at this level really

you’re just a sitting duck waiting to be k!lled
for my late supper yea man that’s the real deal
i’ma bonafide hustler straight real fighter
you’re only just a b_tch waiting to suck somebody’s whang___!(don’t test me!)

rhymes on fleek, yeah, i spit that fire
ain’t playing games, f_cking call me the sire
level up, stack that cash, i take it higher
no time for fake sh_t, real ones inspire
built for speed, adrenaline in my veins
in my zone, only getting some gains
no enemies, cause
riding wild, no time for fuss
speeding through the streets, eat my f_ckin dust

built for speed, adrenaline in my veins
in my zone, only getting some gains
no enemies, cause
riding wild, no time for fuss
speeding through the streets, eat my f_ckin dust

b_tch!!

rhymes on fleek, yeah, i spit that fire
ain’t playing games, f_cking call me the sire
level up, stack that cash, i take it higher
no time for fake sh_t, real ones inspire)

- tg ibro lyrics

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