| Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger
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| I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers
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| Did a lot of dirt, I got blood on my fingers
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| Soft ass rapper should’ve been a fucking singer
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| Niggas ain’t street, these niggas entertainers
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| Grown ass men lookin' like the Power Rangers
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| Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger
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| I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers
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| Posted in the kitchen with some trappers and some bangers
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| Playin' with my bro man he gon' hit you with the banger
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| Bitch we shoot to kill, you want a war then get your aim up
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| Bitch I’m on that vicious shit, my niggas on the same stuff
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| Niggas being bitches, well that ain’t the way I came up
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| Dissing in the mentions 'cause you tryna get your name up
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| Niggas out of pocket, got a rocket for you lame fucks
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| Fuck these pussy niggas, roll my weed and pour this drank up
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| Call my lil homie, he gon' knock your head off
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| Pull up talkin' shit, but like a ho you sped off
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| Fuck with the squad, lil bitch it’s man down
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| And everybody’s shooters in the room, that’s hands down
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| They ain’t fuck with me before but them bitches fans now
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| Lil ho you better suck it when I pull my pants down
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| Pop out with the rocket, 'til it click I keep popping
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| Vicious to the death, you know how Lil Robby rockin'
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| Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger
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| I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers
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| Did a lot of dirt, I got blood on my fingers
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| Soft ass rapper should’ve been a fucking singer
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| Niggas ain’t street, these niggas entertainers
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| Grown ass men lookin' like the Power Rangers
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| Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger
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| I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers
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| I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers
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| Beatin' down your block with them sticks, you stuck in danger
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| Real right with cookie to the face, I’m searching stains up
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| Niggas capping every day and claiming so I aim up
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| Paint 'em up, then I call up Franky when the drank is up
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| I thank you bruh
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| Fuck with you the long way, let’s roll this stanky up
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| Janky bruh, who? |
| on my mama you niggas janky bruh
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| You stanky bruh, he think he the shit, he Mr. Hanky bruh
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| I used to do whatever, do whatever for the dough
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| And now I got bitches who love to do whatever for some dough
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| My nigga Ohgeesy, he move in any weather with the coke
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| My niggas don’t sleep, we put the shit together and it’s on
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| And it’s on
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| Now we leave the trap 'cause the work gone
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| Hit the spot, I tell that lil bitch get her twerk on, woah
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| Hella bands, that’s all I’m about, look this my third phone
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| Hear a brrt in the back, bitch that’s the work phone
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| Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger
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| I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers
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| Did a lot of dirt, I got blood on my fingers
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| Soft ass rapper should’ve been a fucking singer
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| Niggas ain’t street, these niggas entertainers
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| Grown ass men lookin' like the Power Rangers
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| Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger
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| I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Power Rangers , by - SHORELINE MAFIA. Song from the album ShorelineDoThatShit, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп