| Yo, y’all niggas can’t be serious
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| Shooters, duelas, jewelers, I do’s this
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| Petty fetti, perico, I move’s this
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| Heavy hip but a blicker, blicker, I use this
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| Niggas flow negligent, I abuse this
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| Tangerine coupes, Smurf guts, I Sunkist
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| You ain’t gotta be part of the Desert to know I run this
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| Seymour front of the cherry, I bring the CAKE out
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| Hit Ran on the blackbird, bring the APES out
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| Whores starin' at us like the planet of the BAPES out
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| Captain save a hoe ass nigga, I’ll pull ya CAPE out
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| I’m allergic to derelict niggas, I start to BREAK out
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| Get 'em bodied, set the WAKE out, that’s the FAKE out
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| Fuck out of the castle without dustin' ya feet off
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| Set the trends for you young fuckers to feed off
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| I’m responsible for the rock shit, call me Lyor
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| Y’all ass like Eeyore, regular, jet me off
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| We fuckin' all of they hoes, they tellin' us that we not
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| Takin' over the game, they tellin' us that we not
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| Bakin' over the flame, don’t tell 'em what’s in the pot
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| Bakin' soda and 'caine, we sellin' it on the block
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| Keep tellin' us that we not (keep tellin' us that we not), yeah
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| Keep tellin' us that we not (keep tellin' us that we not), yeah
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| Keep tellin' us that we not (keep tellin' us that we not), yeah
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| Keep tellin' us that we not, tellin' us that we not
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| Yo, y’all niggas can’t be serious
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| Gutters, mothers, drug shit, I does this
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| Heavy Dese' is very deadly when blood drip
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| Ever ready for cemetaries and snub clips
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| Niggas say they high as the heavens, I’m above this
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| I don’t make mistakes 'cause every plan is flawless
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| You ain’t like Stacks, not every gangsta’s gorgeous
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| You ain’t like me, this nigga Ran is lawless
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| Send my hand the four fifth, send a man to orbit
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| Underhanded boss shit
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| The more I talk like Paulie Castellano, the more the cops’ll follow
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| Ignore the hottest models
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| In a shiek spot laughin' at dudes who ball with sparks on top the bottles
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| I saw the gots to motto
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| You can lose ya head gettin' bitches
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| But never lose bitches gettin' head
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| Every script is gettin' read
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| While you still struggle gettin' strippers in the bed
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| That’s the difference in the bread, nigga
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| We fuckin' all of they hoes, they tellin' us that we not
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| Takin' over the game, they tellin' us that we not
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| Bakin' over the flame, don’t tell 'em what’s in the pot
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| Bakin' soda and 'caine, we sellin' it on the block
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| Keep tellin' us that we not (keep tellin' us that we not), yeah
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| Keep tellin' us that we not (keep tellin' us that we not), yeah
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| Keep tellin' us that we not (keep tellin' us that we not), yeah
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| Keep tellin' us that we not, tellin' us that we not
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| Keep tellin' us that we not (keep tellin' us that we not)
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| Keep tellin' us that we not (keep tellin' us that we not)
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| Keep tellin' us that we not
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| (Keep tellin' us that we not, tellin' us that we not) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Xtreme Negligence, artist - Ransom. Album song Greatest Rapper Alive, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп