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Intro
01:47
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I'm 'bout to make you squeal
Haha, yeah, yeah, yeah, that was Ramirez, uh, Son of Serpentine. You listenin' to 94.6 KYS FM, you know what I'm sayin', I'm the host that's with the mostest, Daddy Long Dick, you know what I'm sayin'. We givin' out these two tickets right now so call in and let us know where you from and what your name is. Hold up, hold up, hold up, we actually got a caller right now. Who this? Where you from?
Yo, what's up, man? It's Kyle from Portland, Oregon. Uh, I just wanna give a shoutout to my gang, and, uh, dawg... actually, fuck those tickets, man, I just wanna hear some Rocci and Ramirez, whoa, woo!
Damn, I got you, dawg. Fuck. Next caller, who the fuck is this?
Hi, my name Casey from North Carolina. I want y'all to play that new Rocci and Ramirez. Oh my God, they so sexy.
Damn, girl, you sound fine. I'm 'bout to save your number here so I can hit you up later. But anyway, we gon' take our final caller. What's your name and where you from and what you wanna listen to?
Ayy, man, it's Darnell from the A-Town, you know what I'm talkin' bout? I'm out here buyin' clean shit, you know what I'm sayin', parking lot pimpin'. Literally, hoes do one thang, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? But anyway, ayy, I wanna know if y'all got that new Rocci and Ramirez so I can bunk that new shit while I'm out here slidin' on these boys, you know what I'm talkin' bout?
Ha, I got you, pimp. Ayy, you heard it here first. We gon' give it to you right now. Who's gon' serve it to you? Daddy Long Dick on that pussy poppin' out. That new Rocci and Ramirez, let's go. Also, keep tryna call in and be the lucky tenth caller. You might end up going to a show with Ramirez, you never know.
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I never fought behind another man
I stack my paper 'til they kill me right here where I stand
I turn the bass and pop the trunk and then I hit my stance
My money do not fold, so, pussy, don't you understand?
I'm makin' money out the grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Puffin' on the sticky green, I'm takin' it straight to the face
Redbone suckin' on me, let me bust my nut then switch the lanes
Gold thangs, scrapin' up the corner
Never walk without it so you better keep it on ya
Suckers steady hatin' on the player, not the game
Bitches want some dick, there's some things you cannot change, huh
Rollin' high, switchin' lanes
Push it on forties, you want this game
Rollin' high, switchin' lanes
Push it on forties, you want this game
Paper-chasin', makin' money, that's all I know
Got the latin moves so I can move on
Check came, they started stalking my phone
Switchin' lanes, I'm always locked in my room
This one should be for my players, fuck all them perpetrators
Ain't no one finna save these hoes so bye-bye, bitch, I'll see you later
I came from mackin', I'm never slackin', I'm pistol-packin'
I serve up game and I pack it inside this golden wrappin'
You see the rims that I'm whippin', candy paint that's steady drippin'
Money stackin' to the ceiling, bitch, we never simpin'
She bathin', dippin', enjoyin' all the Miami snow
I'm dipped in butter, I open hand and she let it go
I play a slut like a GameCube Nintendo
Ten K on my wrist with ten K on my dental
I keep a freak bitch 'cause I like me a nympho
Come check out my stable, come get you your issue
[Chorus: Rocci]
Rollin' high, switchin' lanes
Push it on forties, you want this game
Rollin' high, switchin' lanes
Push it on forties, you want this game
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3. |
Hunnids
02:14
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Grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids jumpin', grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids jumpin', grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids jumpin', grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids, hunnids
I'm making a left right down the Boulevard, you see me slidin'
So much water drippin' up off me, you can call me young Poseidon
I walk on water, fuck a JV, bitch, I'm a starter
Come check this test, my nigga, you gon' have to ball lil' harder
Yeah, I been swervin', poppin' pillies and sippin' bourbon
Click-clack and dice, and dip, and whippin' in something German
I'm baggin' bitches, the prime example from rags to riches
Couldn't break off shit but now you see me flossin' something different
Hunnids, hunnids, grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids jumpin', grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids jumpin', grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids jumpin', grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids, hunnids
Straight up out the circle, freak bitches doin' you dirty
Suck yo' dick, then take yo' money, leave yo' pockets broke and hurtin'
Killers run up to you, snatch your chain, they take off with your life
Dope dealer servin' fiends, sacrifice him to the pipe
Ain't no stressin' how I'll never fold, I'm stickin' to the G-code
Never frontin' with no bitch unless it's all about the C-notes
'Cause it's purse first, ass last, Rami' been about the cash
Rollin', duckin', screamin', fuckin', bangin' Screw, I'm 'bout to slap
Hunnids, hunnids, grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids jumpin', grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids jumpin', grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids jumpin', grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch
Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
Hunnids, hunnids
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Fine wine and a diamond necklace
Can you give me one night with you?
We're moving in the right direction
Can you give me one to prove?
Hahahaha, yeah
You are now in tune to the midnight hour
Makin' your soul quiver, your spine shiver
The one and only, Daddy Longstroke
And I'm about to put the sounds of the majestic
Cafecito bandito with the furious fire
Catch a playa slidin' in the Skylark, glidin'
Dippin' inside my hoopty, gunnin', runnin' from sirens
I'm 'bout my chips, never been about no bitch
Standin' tall on my two own, serve a busta the drip, uh
You ain't no factor, lookin' like just an actor
Penny pinchers hangin' upon my nuts
Comin' after a playa's guala, envious of a baller
Whippin' the bucket just like a foreign and poppin' collars
We got no money, but I wanna give you
Fine wine and a diamond necklace
Can you give you one night to prove?
No one can give you what I got
I think we're movin' in the right direction
Can you give me one night with you?
You see me rollin' in the hoopty, mane, it ain't a thing
Dippin' inside the 'Lac with diamonds all in my chain
Smokin' Mary Jane, this be the game
Bitch, I'm about my dollars, you keep all of the da fame
You see me rollin' in the hoopty, mane, it ain't a thing
Dippin' inside the 'Lac with diamonds all in my chain
Smokin' Mary Jane, this be the game
Bitch, I'm about my dollars, you keep all of the da fame
(Pouya)
Yuh, when I die, bury me in my FTP
Baby, said you want a player, then come play with me
Got a couple million sittin' in my ACT
And I'm just about to reach a quarter-century
What a life I live
Fifty out the casino, I could use another night like this
Too many sodomites tryna suck up my energy
Your best friend always turn out to be your biggest enemy
We got no money, but I wanna give you
Fine wine and a diamond necklace
Let me give you one night to prove
No one can give you what I got
I think we're movin' in the right direction
Can you give me one night with you?
(Shakewell)
I feel the tides, know the times change but I'm still with you
It feels like I die, see the light within you
Know you never noticed me until I left home
One day you'll say you love for me, by then I'll be gone (Sip)
We got no money, but I wanna give you
Fine wine and a diamond necklace
Let me give you one night to prove
No one can give you what I got
I think we're movin' in the right direction
Can you give me one night with you?
You see me rollin' in the hoopty, mane, it ain't a thing
Dippin' inside the 'Lac with diamonds all in my chain
Smokin' Mary Jane, this be the game
Bitch, I'm about my dollars, you keep all of the da fame
You see me rollin' in the hoopty, mane, it ain't a thing
Dippin' inside the 'Lac with diamonds all in my chain
Smokin' Mary Jane, this be the game
Bitch, I'm about my dollars, you keep all of the da fame
You see me rollin' in the hoopty, mane, it ain't a thing
Dippin' inside the 'Lac with diamonds all in my chain
Smokin' Mary Jane, this be the game
Bitch, I'm about my dollars, you keep all of the da fame
You see me rollin' in the hoopty, mane, it ain't a thing
Dippin' inside the 'Lac with diamonds all in my chain
Smokin' Mary Jane, this be the game
Bitch, I'm about my dollars, you keep all of the da fame
Fine wine and a diamond necklace
Let me give you one night to prove
We're movin' in the right direction
Can you give me one night with you?
Fine wine and a diamond necklace
Let me give you one night to prove
We're movin' in the right direction
Can you give me one night with you?
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5. |
Brown Eyes (Ft. Rocci)
02:39
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Playas in the nighttime, they make you feel alright (Ha-ha)
Lookin' at your brown eyes, I'm finna make you mine (Ha)
Playas in the nighttime, they make you feel alright (Ha-ha)
Lookin' at your brown eyes, I'm finna make you mine (Ha)
(Rocci)
And I don't wanna waste no time
We've been pushin' it off too long
Don't care if it's wrong or right
I've been holding it in too long
And I just want to define
You had me sacrifice my life
And I don't want you to cry
Baby, hold it back too
Playas in the nighttime, they make you feel alright (Ha-ha)
Lookin' at your brown eyes, I'm finna make you mine (Ha)
Playas in the nighttime, they make you feel alright (Ha-ha)
Lookin' at your brown eyes, I'm finna make you mine (Ha)
Come and talk with me and walk with me
And dance with me under the moonlight
If you believe two souls can turn to one
Then you can give me one more night
Don't play no games, I'm not the one to change
Drag you by the wig, and show your bitch ass the game
'Cause I'm heartless regardless, lovin', payin' my bills
Been down by many hoes and niggas that's tryna kill me
I'm ridin' solo, never without the polo
Pillow talkin' the [?] station up to the po-po
Playas in the nighttime, they make you feel alright (Ha-ha)
Lookin' at your brown eyes, I'm finna make you mine (Ha)
Playas in the nighttime, they make you feel alright (Ha-ha)
Lookin' at your brown eyes, I'm finna make you mine (Ha)
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6. |
Radio Skit 2
00:49
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm the host that's with the mostest, Daddy Long Dick, and you're listening to 94.6 KYS FM, you know what I'm sayin'? I wanna thank everybody out there for keeping it tuned in to the motherfucking radio station. You been gettin' a glimpse of the new Rocci and Ramirez. It got that flavor, baby, that flavor, sending them shivers up your spine, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, man, you know who's givin' it to you from the west side of the bay San Fran-psycho go to be exact. Ayy, man, keep calling in, we still got those two tickets to the show. Keep checking in. 94.6 KYS FM, the host that's with the mostest, Daddy Long Dick, bitch.
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Ooh, it's true that I love, love you
I said, do you love me too? Oh no
It's been a long time comin', can't get none of it past you
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I feel my heartbeat drummin', do you feel the same, too?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Every time I'm with you, it feels good
Hittin' on the spot so make it feel good
And they can't do it like me, uh-uh
Had to let you know while it goes on, on
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Emotions running high in the summertime
Static on the radio runnin' through my mind
It must be lookin' right when you look at me
I can tell that you'll be mine by the time I leave (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah)
A G's up, hoes down, breakin' necks when I come 'round
'87 Caddy dipped in butter with them gold thangs
White walls, Hen'-dawg, puffin' on the twelve-sack
Sailor Moon shawty lookin' right when she throw it back
Come and fuck with a thug, let me show you a lil' love
Poppin' tags, takin' flights, never fuckin' with a scrub
Toe-taggin' on the four, whippin' Vogues, no pro
Turn the window five percent so you can see me when I stroll
Emotions running high in the summertime
Static on the radio runnin' through my mind
It must be lookin' right when you look at me
I can tell that you'll be mine by the time I leave (Ayy, yuh)
Break me off a lil' somethin', baby girl, I wanna see you move
Hop into the whip and take a cruise ridin' down the moon
All we have is one night so, baby, you better pick and choose
Play me like a flute when I have you cryin', singin' the blues
I blow the smoke 'til the breeze, wreckin' bitches my forte
Rami' don't be lovin', just keep ballin' into foreplay
Grippin' on the rod got me took
MAC game crazy, you can't get this out no book, bitch (Huh?)
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9. |
The Fo Five
03:21
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I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride
I'm grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die
I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride
I'm grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die
I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
I'm comin', late-night creepin', finger on the trigger, never sleepin'
No sucker, cop ducker, go 'head, bitch, give me reason
To break yo' ass off with the forty-five I'm squeezin'
Gurpin' on this skunk that my partner grew up last season
Hooker left and now you see me rollin' through the boulevard
Shakin' hands and kissin' babies, Rami' been the ghetto star
Say, young player, let me tell you 'bout them days
Where we never had shit, but now a nigga get paid, huh
Pullin' up in somethin' clean, fresher than Listerine
I pop my collar 'cause stackin' money, man, ain't no thing
Shake junt hoes, send the money through the Western Union
Thirty thousand dollars from a duffel bag I sent to Houston
I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride
I'm grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die
I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride
I'm grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die
I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
Catch the nine-six rollin', laid back, smokin'
Rainbow in my double cup, sippin' up on the potion
Fuck all of the playa hatin', keep all that commotion
Me and my partners about the dollars, never been about no ho shit
FTP across my chest, bangin' 'til the day I rest
When they lay me in my coffin, light one from that buddha cess
I'm dippin' low on a hundred golden spokes
Live, comin' out the gutter just to let you busters know
It ain't no thing but a chicken wing
Draco bustin' out the frame, somethin' you can't tame
You better duck up out the way when them guns go bang
I'll leave you suckers bloody red, soakin' in the rain
I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride
I'm grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die
I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride
I'm grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die
I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride
I'm grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die
I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice
I'm plottin' up a homicide when I'm out to ride
I'm grippin' on my forty-five, keep it by my side
You know I'm always down to slide when it's do-or-die
I'm just a hustler and a player with a deadly vice (Deadly vice)
Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
Swervin' in, pop a Xan', scopin' out my infrared
Hit the blunt to calm my nerves, makin' sure my money dance
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10. |
Lead Sled
03:17
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Exotic aromas, I'm whippin' on them Forgiatos
Plottin' my come-up, surfin' the concrete in that Eldorado
Glasspack, hearin' me barkin', swervin' up through the streets
Roll me up a blunt but make sure it's up in the Russian cream
Rollin' my dice, hopin' I hear the four-five six
Life is a bitch, but I'ma make sure I'ma die rich
Standin' alone, don't give a fuck about a fuckin' bitch
Straight to your dome just like a sniper scope when Rami' spit
Murder, murder, there goes another emcee dead
Peanut butter interior inside of my lead sled
Movin' with caution, boys be snitchin' to the Feds
Makin' sure my kinfolk straight before I take my last breath
It's just another day like this
Tryna push and lit 'em off before I kick the curb and dip
I'm on that Late Nite Tip
It's 'bout three up in the mornin', runnin' red lights, burnin' down the zip
Ayy, I keep my head up when it's raining
Comin' up from nothing so I started workin' the pavement
Hustle on a daily basis
Movin' with precision, collectin' all of my payments
Ayy, I keep my head up when it's raining
Comin' up from nothing so I started workin' the pavement
Hustle on a daily basis
Movin' with precision, collectin' all of my payments
Ayy
I'm sippin' on cognac, wicked thoughts is invadin' my head
This Xanny done got me clicked and trippin', grippin' tight on my TEC
Done seen these pussy niggas get pistol-whipped and slapped out of their dreads
Bet your bitch was givin' head while she left your ass up on read
I wait on my enemies, hit 'em with thunder
Knock 'em down with the lightsaber [?]
Niggas wishin' they could fuck with the ape, but don't measure me
They be prayin' on my downfall
Gun cocked, gunshot, I'll up the fire and let it off
Ayy, I keep my head up when it's raining
Comin' up from nothing so I started workin' the pavement (Uh)
Hustle on a daily basis
Movin' with precision, collectin' all of my payments
Ayy, I keep my head up when it's raining
Comin' up from nothing so I started workin' the pavement (Uh)
Hustle on a daily basis
Movin' with precision, collectin' all of my payments
Ayy, I keep my head up when it's raining
Comin' up from nothing so I started workin' the pavement
Hustle on a daily basis
Movin' with precision, collectin' all of my payments
Ayy, I keep my head up when it's raining
Comin' up from nothing so I started workin' the pavement
Hustle on a daily basis
Movin' with precision, collectin' all of my payments
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11. |
Out Da Way (Ft. Rocci)
02:23
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You see this playa pimpin'; cold-hearted, breakin' bitches
I be tellin' you that I love you but I be doggin' women
You see this playa pimpin'; cold-hearted, breakin' bitches
I be tellin' you that I love you but I be doggin', doggin'
You see this playa pimpin'; cold-hearted, breakin' bitches
I be tellin' you that I love you but I be doggin' women
You see this playa pimpin'; cold-hearted, breakin' bitches
I be tellin' you that I love you but I be doggin', doggin'
Now, recently, I've been feelin' some type of way, now
My mind is sinkin' but all I'm feelin' is numbness somehow
I'm stackin' bread over butter, hustler, don't walk in the ground
My mama told me since a youngin, "You gon' wear a crown"
Fuck up out my way, swervin' in that hoopty tryna get the pay
Tote a K, just in case a silly nigga try to take my place
Straight to the face, have him thinkin' he could play the game
Pimpin' is the name, have a bitch last any time a day
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Wouldn't want it any other way now
Get the fuck up out my way now
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Wouldn't want it any other way now
Get the fuck up out my way now
Pop a Percocet, it got me feelin' like a dream
Never sweat the gold diggin' bitches only after one thing
That's the thing, bro, never show a lot of money grow
Done seen too many niggas fall by the hands of a dirty ho
Grippin' on the wood grain
You see me slidin' this spaceship deep in my head
Up through water, pain, just tryna maintain
Give a bitch a dirty frame
And let her know that this pimpin' inside my blood is too thick and this shit will never change
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Wouldn't want it any other way now
Get the fuck up out my way now
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Wouldn't want it any other way now
Get the fuck up out my way now
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Wouldn't want it any other way now
Get the fuck up out my way now
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12. |
Tales From The Guttah
03:03
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*59 thug 'til my body turns Grey, ’til you
*59 thug 'til my body turns Grey, 'til you
*59 thug ’til my body turns Grey, 'til you
Put me in the dirt and leave my body to de-, body to decay
You feel me?
You see me hoppin' out that bucket with a donkey dick extended clip
Ridin' with your partner so that's more bodies finna get hit
I'm from the streets that'll chew you up and spit you out quick, in a jiffy
You say you 'bout that action but I’ve never seen you pull no licks
I let the llama do the speakin’, it don't take no talk-back (Grrah)
I take your bitch and make her flip, bitch, she gon’ work her track
Protected by my dead homies, rollin' one deep inside the 'Lac
I pop the trunk, this thirty got me geekin', burnin’ down the sack
Bitch, I'm the Militant Gorilla (Ayy, ayy)
The Walking Corpse and I ain't talkin' 'bout no thriller
Totin' on the capper driller (Ayy, ayy)
Apply the pressure, stomp you out so you gon' feel this
It's that boss shit, knock a bitch, I'm steady flossin'
I'm in the field, runnin' deep, watch me mosh shit
You in my hood so you better walk with caution
BGs gonna strip you down 'cause they ain't got no other options
You say you 'bout it but you talkin' to the feds
My young BG pull up and bust your fuckin' head
There ain't no God in here so he can't hear your prayers
Knockin' down your block, it's the Gorilla huntin' heads
You say you 'bout it but you talkin' to the feds
My young BG pull up and bust your fuckin' head
There ain't no God in here so he can't hear your prayers
Knockin' down your block, it's the Gorilla huntin' heads
Let me tell you a thing; streets don't love you, that's a game
I done seen too many goons get killed or locked up in the cage
You get taken from your innocence at a very young age
Tryna put food on the table 'cause yo' momma barely gettin' paid
Grew up in a roach-infested house, less cuttin', now fuck a drought
Tryna make the move 'cause this next nigga tryna take me out
Paranoia runnin' deep in through my mind
Huggin' tight all on my bitch but my bitch is a Glock .9
The red beam touch your face, bring the static, watch me infiltrate
Pull up to your compound in the pit of rage
I'm like a surgeon, give your bitch-ass a new face, slit
Never trusted with the autopilot in the spaceship
Red and blue lights, duckin' from the feds, if I get caught, then I'm dead
Put me in a coffin, leave me bloody red
I'm out the window with that bullshit
I turn your kickback into a funeral, empty out the fuckin' clip
You say you 'bout it but you talkin' to the feds
My young BG pull up and bust your fuckin' head
There ain't no God in here so he can't hear your prayers
Knockin' down your block, it's the Gorilla huntin' heads
You say you 'bout it but you talkin' to the feds
My young BG pull up and bust your fuckin' head
There ain't no God in here so he can't hear your prayers
Knockin' down your block, it's the Gorilla huntin' heads
*59 thug 'til my body turns Grey, 'til you
*59 thug 'til my body turns Grey, 'til you
*59 thug 'til my body turns Grey, 'til you
Put me in the dirt and leave my body to de-, body to decay
*59 thug 'til my body turns Grey, 'til you
*59 thug 'til my body turns Grey, 'til you
*59 thug 'til my body turns Grey, 'til you
Put me in the dirt and leave my body to de-, body to de-
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Oh, you don't say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace
I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance
Oh, you don't say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace
I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance
Oh, you don't say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace
I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance
Oh, you don't say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace
I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance
Oh, you don't say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace
I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance
Five, nine
Oh, you don't say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace
I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance
Oh, you don't say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace
I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance
Oh, you don't say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace
I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance
Oh, you don't say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace
I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance
Burnin' out my chest, it's the Gorilla from the grave
Ebony wood stock with the fifty drummin' spray
AK-47 with the launcher and a blade
Sweepin' through your block, I let the swiffer rip his face
Squeeze the trigger, count your blessings, got the red dot playin' peekaboo
Savage with the ratchet, let these 7.62's hit through you
Paint your bitch-ass grey and leave you bloody, take your pockets too
Make you bite the ground, crossed off, you hide inside my steel-toed boots
Fee, fi, fo, fum, empty out the fuckin' drum
Bringin' all my murder to your doorstep, mothafucka, run
Carried by the serpent, darkness spreads around my realm
Roaches crawlin' up my face, I'm Hades puppets straight from hell
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Pullin' up, come to earth and to death since I'm bringing you suffer
Ran up to your momma house, undertake her beneath the darkness
Listen to my demons chant as they bring me to your damnation
There's no salvation, we're falling, angels will doubt you
I see the
Red dot, red dot, settling in between of your skull
Headshot, headshot, leave him in critical
Condition, these bullets hittin' like thunder with no conviction
I strike him with visions so wicked leave him disfigured and missin'
Ride down to the Eiffel, bitch, I'm the almighty
It's the Gorilla from the grave, while black magic surrounds me
I spit the razor out my mouth then give your bitch-ass a [?]
Levitate, speakin' in tongues as I close my eyes and I suffer, ah
Red dot, red dot, red dot (Know what I'm sayin', like)
Red dot, red dot, red dot (Know what I'm sayin', like)
Red dot, red dot, red dot (Ayy, ayy, know what I'm sayin', like)
Red dot, red dot, red dot (Ayy)
Feel my pain
Catch you walkin', pussy, slap you with this 'caine (Uh-huh)
Crazy niggas all around me, they ain't tamed (Uh-huh)
I told you niggas, we are not the same (Okay)
We fuckin' on your shorty while you speakin' on my name, bitch
Ayy, I like 'em red, it's on your head
I ain't trustin' no Fed 'cause I'm a young black nigga, six-figure
That's your bitch, I like 'em thicker, then I'ma dick her, ayy, yeah
You cannot see me, um, this ain't easy
None of these bitches know how to treat me
Take these motherfuckers out they spot
You sayin' that I can't, I'ma hit you with this
Red dot, red dot, settling in between of your skull
Headshot, headshot, leave him in critical
Red dot, red dot, settling in between of your skull
Headshot, headshot, leave him in critical
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Outro
01:32
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And there you have it, ladies and gentlemen. The one and only, Rocci and Ramirez blessing your motherfucking ears right here on 94.6 KYS FM. Straight outta San Francisco, I am the host that's with the mostest. Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, we got two more callers right now. State your name and what's your business right now?
Hey, man, my name is Johnson. Just got done listening to the new Rocci and Ramirez. My God, it's awesome. Anyway, man, can I give a shoutout to my mom, my dad, my brother? Yeah, 94.6 rocks!
Haha, cornball ass nigga. Anyway, we got one more caller. State your name and what's your business right here on 94.6 KYS FM, partner?
Hell yeah, man, that shit was bumpin'. Ramirez got the mothafuckin' tunes, you heard?
Ayy, man, ayy, check it out, check it out. I got a surprise for you, partner. You the lucky tenth caller, man, you got these two tickets to the next show, ayy.
Oh, word? I won the tickets? Aw shit, hell yeah! [?], we got the tickets to go!
Hahaha, hell yeah. You already know how we do it right here on 94.6 KYS FM. I'm the host that's with the mostest, Daddy Long Dick, and I'm here every single day on the hour. Keep checkin' back, ya heard?
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