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I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product
But if your ass want to go, you need the .44
And the motherfucking Mac-10
And Rappin' Ron's got my back, so what the fuck's happening
[Rappin' Ron]
Ronnie, he leaving your face lit
I up the drac, now your man's life is critical
Bitch, come direct, I ain't doing subliminal
Glock beat his ass, niggas had
feel alright
Pussy and Patron, that's some great advice
"So what'd you rush me out here for?
How was your day? Are you tipsy?"
"Hmm!"
All I need
as Kodak your leaders duplicate with the accent being on the nukes - cause all of a sudden we have fallen prey to selective amnesia - remembering what we
(Jodie Mack talking... chorus in background)
Ha ha...It's crazy
You know what I mean
Word up man
These niggas man...they got the game twisted
Tryin
never knew what nice is
Check the papers while I bet on ices
More than your eye can see and ears can hear
Year by year all the sense disappears
never knew what nice is
Check the papers while I bet on ices
More than your eye can see and ears can hear
Year by year all the sense disappears
a big-ass crotch by the name of Connie
She works in I,c,u and she dates this nigga named Mitchski Ronnie
Have nab him at the hospital, that'll work
Paid
scenario pipe bound your burial
They gonna have to bury your twice
The scary cat on this night life
The golf stream vibing what the weed is top flight
My
Toddler no-talk cook it up
Bitches passing by and taking a look
Took me a break off of building rotations
To get in them books cause I'm tryna get
tried to create
Stopped it before it's too late
Saved myself let's call it fate
Lewis manipulation
I fail into your games
cfter what you did I was
was what he said.
"You remember what I told ya, about your girlfriend
Saw her down at Kiesha's party,
Drove off with a nigga named Ronnie."
"Uh un,
the streets, and most of dem die by the chrome
Ay give the little nigga his ball back
Game Boyz, put a clip in a .45, cock back
Jeezy show a nigga where
I be lookin' like bye-bye
By the way, namaste, where your momma stay?
Tell her Ronnie comin' round the way, lucky day
I be comin' with the God body
Me
Pull up to your block and Ima let it spray
Steppin' on niggas with fazos
He talkin' shit, left with a halo
Got killers that do what I say so
Like a rat
anyways, fuck it, what's been up
Man? How's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too
I'm 'bout to be a father
If I have a daughter
Guess what I'ma call
Your nigga johnny, be on the corner lookin burnt out
That's what it pays to appreciate thangs
Put a nigga in position to change the whole game
(hook -
of retiring
Is makin' me want to set your daughter on fire with a soldering iron
What up mom, applyin' for the rim job, are you hirin'?
I'm hopin' to fill up
of breath
It's such a shame your
Uncle Ronnie's not listed
I'm a geek? You jock Fred from Limp Bizkit
Production time I heard you're makin beats
But don't
astray
cnd you envious kids could swallow the hate
It's peace to the weak, Fuckin Ronnie is Great
I keep my pen game icy, see the the lavish life's
loved jobs called in
You had faith when they said they're not callin'
You understood that what we had was good
You stood by your man like a real
Running game like it's Dortmund, seein' how they post, this ain't forum
Get graced by decorum, 88 chains now I'm soaring
All these women want me is for me
over RAW and saw your whole
Division crumble where I stand
I'm all it took to elevate your brand
Ronnie picked the wrong tree to
Bark up on the gram even
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