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Drakeo the Ruler
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These n***as playin' with the game Hundred round clips, don't be playin' with my name What we on though? Just put fifteen shots in his torso Don't make me pull up on your block in sports mode In a jungle, I'll turn to a warlock These pu**y n***as, they done got me in war mode I ain't playin' with these n***as, for sure, bro You should worry about payin' your car note If your b*t*h see this car, she gon' turn to a porn star First off, I ain't playin' with these n***as Hundred round clips, I'll slay one of these n***as I'm Drakeo, I'll K one of these n***as Thirty-three shots in the game, I'm Scottie Pippen First off, I ain't playin' with these n***as Hundred round clips, I'll slay one of these n***as I'm Drakeo, I'll K one of these n***as Thirty-three shots in the game, I'm Scottie Pippen (sh*t, n***a) I'm Drakeo, I'll K one of these n***as (Yeah, you know what's goin' on) Thirty-three shots in the game, I'm Scottie Pippen Time to take a trip back to the ballpark Caught him slippin', he was lackin' in Walmart Stupid n***a clearly thought he had a hall pass He's never comin' back and that's that and y'all mad Better get over it Sneak dissin' and this lead'll be over you Two whips, man, I'll bet that she notice me If it's beef, I'll put lettuce all over you What's the sneak dissin' for? We 2-0, was you peepin' the score? Who put the bleach on the floor? Big money like Big Meech in the club I'll slap one of you n***as You wanna meet? Yeah, we'll jack one of you n***as I'll put a cap in one of you n***as n***as actin' like strippers, I'll throw a stack on you n***as Dropped him with a gold bottle Hit him with these shells, you could hear his soul holler Ugh, n***a must thought he was Suge Three hunnid up in pieces and I wish a n***a would I'm from the team, man, let's get this understood We don't do rats and any n***a support 'em And that's fine enough Hit him in his head, shells lined him up We got bad b*t*hes linin' up But they'll never get the time from us I'm Sayso, a fool when I unfold this Kel-Tec Askin' God why I ain't go to hell yet Havin' dreams and I'm seein' flesh Let me put it to a test, will it rip through flesh? I mean, will it rip through vests? Hit him and his man, it's gon' hit you next I might utilize the 74 It's a AK, a expert at lettin' it go The average Joe wouldn't know 'bout this It's a AK, but it shoot 5.56 Watch his body flip, then he start takin' a p*ss Imported from Serbia, you can't get like this We like BMF, we just got indicted Something 'bout violence just get me excited I feel like huntin', should I get me a rifle? It's murder on my mind, should I get me a Bible? So many black opps, should I get me a sniper? He's no longer, ain't no way to revive him Thinking 'bout cars, should I get me a Viper? So many paragraphs, n***a, should I get you a typer? If my b*t*h went to jail, do you think I would write her? (Bfft) Hell nah, n***a, you think I like her? If she's a fag, all I'm thinkin' is fire The money right, she can meet your desire If n***as tellin', pull his teeth out with pliers Got Nina Ross on the seat, she's a rider Do I gotta get tactical? Start grabbin' Dracos off mattresses? Tell these n***as stop actin' Your friends gone start thinkin' 'bout captions They like, "Drakeo, please chill" A half a million dollar with no deal Cut his limbs off and put 'em on a grill Major leagues when you play in the field Home run mean a death is a deal I'm disguised as Osama when I go in the field In Neiman Marcus, sh*t, I'm going to drill I'm gettin tired, should I pop me a pill? The massage, but you rockin' 'em still You doin' that sh*t, you prolly'll tell A hunnid thousand, bro, that's not even a bail f**k your ass doin' sittin' in jail? Ion't wanna hear no goofy-ass story or no jokes Whatever, green-dot your ass and get poked Keep on playin' with the sting team you think is a joke Run a n***a head over in a Range Rover Put a bike on the kickstand, put his face by the wheel What I just paid for this K is a steal This ain't no plastic clip, b*t*h, it's made of steel What I dropped on his head, I could've made Richard Mille 30K for a kidney but I got a better deal All that EDD money be on fetty still Loadin' .223s, you ain't ready still He look like he seen a ghost, left him dead and still When we arrived on the scene, he was dead off pills He got the police with him, we let the lead off still sh*t, n***a, you know what the f**k goin' on n***a, it's a team, n***a, don't go against the team You gon' get slumped, yeah Yeah, we ain't doin' all that You know what's goin' on, it's undisputed We ain't doin' all that, n***a Stop talkin' to the police, n***a We don't know, y'all (I can't f**k with you if I don't know your government, b*t*h) Man, and we don't know y'all's, but y'all know ours (Yeah, keep my d**k in your mouth) We got a Harley for everybody Kawasakis with d**ks attached 'cause you n***as ridin' so hard (Without a license)
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