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Penal Code 182.5
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Drakeo the Ruler
Featuring(s) : Drakeo The Ruler
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Verse 1 (Sylvan) *Humms* Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah n***as caught me but they really ain’t caught me Momma stopped me told me let no one stop me Papi used to kick the brick like karate Mami used to chef up eggs & salami Don’t go outside when n***as pull out with Tommy’s sh*t I was 24 n***a hit the floor 12 thought I robbed my momma’s apartment Hmm hm hmm, Yeah How I’m fed up yet I find myself starving My n***as always taught to proceed with caution That drama drama catch you out while you parking That llama lama don’t look cute when it’s sparking I mind my business weighing out all my problems I mind my Business cause my business is popping They only need you whеn you run out of options Hmm hmm, Yeah What’s a verdict to a hedgе fund Give a sh*t bout where you bred from Boomers toast in cubicles & red rum Send a text & set it off like rev run Paramedics show up late like its practice Ain’t no honor when your honor’s a savage My n***a Drakeo got acquitted clearly no debating Kept him tucked & labeled him hazard All neglection manifesting a casket Rights in shambles privileges out of basket Solitary free your mind through the havoc Trauma trauma trauma trauma Momma I know better but better still come after tragic Verse 2 (Drakeo The Ruler) Big chain out the closet this is Shy glizzy Yall f**k these hoe n***as over we ain't dry humping A hundred thousand up in all whites that’s a dry hundred ugh Just let me know something you leave him in his head Yea brother b*t*h I’m Hulk Hogan He was acting trippy so I left that n***a Trippie Redd All headshots that’s my DJ you know he dead My rhymes ain't gon get no better Throw me up in solitary and I get more clever f**k a bag I’m repping Louis with no effort They don’t wanna see in the phantom with the ghost lamping Back to back foreigns bout to f**k over the pole dancers Do a backflip on some b*t*h I’ma hit you with this old fashion I’m the leader of the new wave I’m the n***a that boost 50 in 2 days I’m the n***as that hogged the coop in two lanes And I was only 21 but ain't nobody give me praise It was me & Malene but ain't nobody get me saved n***as send death threats all on twitter But got the nerve to come to court & play the victim How you real but wanna see me up in prison I ain't do it now you mad cause the verdict not guilty n***a kill me Get out yo feelings Ima up until its season Press 1 cause I’m a winner How you livin’ My reality is real Cause I’m the n***a still sitting up in jail We know the truth but ain’t nobody finna share it Cause n***as jealous only b*t*hes share that tray whats the wave I’m surrounded by clown n***as Hold me down lies they praying that I drown in it They screaming free Drakeo only on the pound n***a, what’s the difference? But who gon do something about it? Cause if I get life who gon do something about it Benefits for my murder I ain't shoot nobody They wanna judge me by raps they like you John Gotti Talking bout this ain't political If it's not then why you feel the need to say it for You let em refile a hired cop thats 10 & 2 Then got the nerve to tell a n***a you know how it feel Take my soul from me know its gone a long time ago I’ma wear Louis up in trial first day of court I gotta dress on fresh that's what I’m famous for I’ll never let these loser n***as think I got a baby voice Don’t just talk, do something about it I’m just a ruler, nah you John Gotti Why brag about it, I ain’t shoot nobody This rap on trial 182.5 Free Drakeo
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