Rio Da Yung Og - Easy Kill (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Rio Da Yung Og - Easy Kill (en) Lyrics
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Line 'em up, that's an easy
kill (My nigga, Lee, I think
we got another one)
I'm a real Ghetto Boy,
I be with Peezy still
I ain't touch the trigger,
but I seen the drill
Your career ain't promising,
you probably need a will
Seen a nigga with his head gone,
and I can see him still
I swear to God, that nigga shit was
stuck to the steering wheel
Ten for this 'fit from five years
ago, I'ma wear it still
I put that on my kids, I get in
that jam, I can never tell
That's why I gotta watch how I move
Move right 'cause if I get some
time, then I gotta do it
No "Get Out of Jail Free"
card, this not Monopoly
I'm down four racks and I ain't
do shit but go out to eat
Scope on, he hit a nigga in his
dome from down the street
This shit so strong, twenty-three
a 'bow, so why you lie to me?
You ever got hеad from a bitch
and then you gotta pee?
I heard she had thе best pussy in
Flint, you know I gotta see
Course I got Cash with me,
but I'm not with C
Cass with me, so we played the BP SUV
Before I go back broke,
I'll sell some weed
It's been so long since
I smelled a seed
Like, where the fuck the real bud at?
Don't get too close, we got a fuckin'
Draco in the club, jack
Buy a pint of Act' for twenty racks,
then take the dub back
I need thirty racks for the fuckin'
show, and where the club at?
Damn, you bad as fuck,
where my hug at?
We still got the nigga pipe,
he want his gun back
Do you wanna hear a fun fact?
I really made some motherfuckin' M's
and I ain't do nothin' but rap
You ever had five M's at once?
Okay, you didn't, so you wouldn't understand
why I don't give a fuck
Money Is Not Everything,
Jay be rippin' dubs
They shot the crib up so bad,
fucked the kitchen up
Blew the kitchen up, you
know the stove was gas
You better leave my YN's
alone with your old ass
You ain't want your car to get shot
up, you shouldn't have rode past
I walked out the bank with
a smile and a store bag
I sent it to the Bay on a
plane and she drove back
I took the bitch neck, she
want her throat back
Ironic how he never left the house,
but brung the dope back
When I catch up with them boys,
they gettin' a closed casket
Matter fact, they need four caskets
I think my white boy workin' with the
Feds, he just bought four baskets
He ain't never bought more than a gram
Take the trash out with
pole in your hand
I'm a real fuckin' boss,
I wore Chrome in jail
You probably should catch one by yourself
'cause niggas gonna tell
I can't put my life in
another nigga hands
I ran my shit up, this is
not another nigga bands
Two months ago, I got a big advance
Yo, Wallahi, I got three hundred racks
that I can't fuckin' spend
Solid ass nigga, not gon' fuckin'
bend, not gon' fuckin'
fold, I knew my cousin told
We is not at K&J, we
at the other store
You ain't tryna chop shit up,
what you got cutter for?
I hate the number four, I
hate the fuckin' snow
Swear to God, I hate my baby
mama, but I love her though
That's how I found out you gotta
have love to be a hater
They really love us, but they
hatin' 'cause our situation
They hit him with some big shit
and changed his pigmentation
We threw a nuclear bomb on that
shit, he died from radiation
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