Letra de Rambo
(The Greatest)
If I ask you a question, I been knew the answer
If I ask you a question, I been knew the answer
Ain't no need to be lying (Why?)
'Cause that might trigger me, clip I'ma empty 'em
Probable cause for a body (Yeah)
I know you broke and so is your bro, my dawg done already robbed him (Brr)
Suicide, suicide, suicide (Ha)
But always still down for a homi' (Gang)
I don't want the stroke only the nose
Pussy nigga come slobe me, yeah
And after you done using your tongue, I'm sending niggas to the lobby (Woo)
While you was in heaven, I was collecting, getting rich like Roddy (Woo)
I only roll sevens and shoot MAC 11's (Gang, gang), pussy nigga, come try me (Gang)
Make 'em say, "Ooh", like hot sauce, blow a nigga top off
Money make wet, get my rocks off
Boy, you ain't gang, you knock off
Charmin' ass nigga, you that soft
Don't backtalk
Gucci bitch, rockin' Prada
Still a original shoota
Sleep real good like a toddler
'Cause who gon' do shit? Nada
You chasing your mans, I chase dollars (Ha, gang)
'm Rapunzel, I got my hair down to my ass, nigga (Ass, ass, ass)
Thirty inches but I keep a thirty pack, nigga (Pack, pack, pack)
Won't give no notice, you get cut off like my last nigga (Last, last, last)
Real gangsta bitch, don't get it twisted, I got class, nigga
Beat a bitch up like hard day silly
Wish a bitch would is what I told the genie
I give demonstrations, these hoes don't believe me (Yeah)
I'm giving out tips since his hoes wanna be me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitches don't check me, I check mate (I check mate)
How can I hate when I cannot relate? (Can't)
I'm making boss moves, I ain't making mistakes
You paying his bills and I'm paving the way (Baow, baow, baow, ha)
Sports ball with the blick', we caught a fashion, hold up, wait, ayy (Ayy)
I won't trap no nigga, I be trappin' though (I be trappin')
They let a big bitch in the race and now I'm laughing hoes (Now I'm laughing)
And now they waking up each morning like, "What happenned, bro? (Gang-gang)
What set you banging?
He's not a baby but I bet I change him (Baow)
Give me the green light and I rearrange him (Baow)
Baby not burpin' but I bet I spank him (Baow, baow, baow)
Dumb bitch, you cannot play me
I see the bullshit it ain't no mistaking
I be so turnt up that they think I'm faking
Might let off a hundred and watch them start planking (Grr, ha, ha)
Let's have a contest, you'll be shooters against my shooters (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We got it all so don't you come out with no Rugers (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They wearin' vests so we aiming for medullas (Aight, yeah, yeah)
These niggas rats so text Flock, put 'em the in the sewer (Baow, baow, baow, yeah, yeah)
Play these boys like an arcade
I'm a heartbreaker, bring the band-aids
Keep three niggas like a French braid
I stay on they brain like a toupee
Hey, snatch a nigga up, no lipo
I'ma do 'em wrong, I'm right though
Beat the black off, no Michael (Yeah)
Mean what I say, no typo (Yeah)
All my bitches sing, they psycho (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
Blue 42, that's a Crip with a .40
Fuck al that talking, you bought it then show me
She's a hot head so I smoked her like doedy
Empty the clip, blow a kiss and reload it
Get popped like pill, drip codeine
Been with the shits, I get it from my brodie
I got a plan for all niggas that owe me
I grab the lead and like paper I fold 'em, yeah
Sports ball with the blick', we caught a fashion, hold up, wait, ayy (Ayy)
I won't trap no nigga, I be trappin' though (Yeah)
They let a big bitch in the race and now I'm laughing hoes (Go, go)
And now they waking up each morning like, "What happenned, bro? (Gang-gang-gang, grrah)
'Cause that might trigger me, clip I'ma empty 'em
Probable cause for a body (Yeah)
I know you broke and so is your bro, my dawg done already robbed him (Brr)
Suicide, suicide, suicide (Ha)
But always still down for a homi' (Gang)
I don't want the stroke only the nose
Pussy nigga come slobe me, yeah
And after you done using your tongue, I'm sending niggas to the lobby (Woo)
While you was in heaven, I was collecting, getting rich like Roddy (Woo)
I only roll sevens and shoot MAC 11's (Gang, gang), pussy nigga, come try me (Gang)
Make 'em say, "Ooh", like hot sauce, blow a nigga top off
Money make wet, get my rocks off
Boy, you ain't gang, you knock off
Charmin' ass nigga, you that soft
Don't backtalk
Gucci bitch, rockin' Prada
Still a original shoota
Sleep real good like a toddler
'Cause who gon' do shit? Nada
You chasing your mans, I chase dollars (Ha, gang)
'm Rapunzel, I got my hair down to my ass, nigga (Ass, ass, ass)
Thirty inches but I keep a thirty pack, nigga (Pack, pack, pack)
Won't give no notice, you get cut off like my last nigga (Last, last, last)
Real gangsta bitch, don't get it twisted, I got class, nigga
Beat a bitch up like hard day silly
Wish a bitch would is what I told the genie
I give demonstrations, these hoes don't believe me (Yeah)
I'm giving out tips since his hoes wanna be me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitches don't check me, I check mate (I check mate)
How can I hate when I cannot relate? (Can't)
I'm making boss moves, I ain't making mistakes
You paying his bills and I'm paving the way (Baow, baow, baow, ha)
Sports ball with the blick', we caught a fashion, hold up, wait, ayy (Ayy)
I won't trap no nigga, I be trappin' though (I be trappin')
They let a big bitch in the race and now I'm laughing hoes (Now I'm laughing)
And now they waking up each morning like, "What happenned, bro? (Gang-gang)
What set you banging?
He's not a baby but I bet I change him (Baow)
Give me the green light and I rearrange him (Baow)
Baby not burpin' but I bet I spank him (Baow, baow, baow)
Dumb bitch, you cannot play me
I see the bullshit it ain't no mistaking
I be so turnt up that they think I'm faking
Might let off a hundred and watch them start planking (Grr, ha, ha)
Let's have a contest, you'll be shooters against my shooters (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We got it all so don't you come out with no Rugers (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They wearin' vests so we aiming for medullas (Aight, yeah, yeah)
These niggas rats so text Flock, put 'em the in the sewer (Baow, baow, baow, yeah, yeah)
Play these boys like an arcade
I'm a heartbreaker, bring the band-aids
Keep three niggas like a French braid
I stay on they brain like a toupee
Hey, snatch a nigga up, no lipo
I'ma do 'em wrong, I'm right though
Beat the black off, no Michael (Yeah)
Mean what I say, no typo (Yeah)
All my bitches sing, they psycho (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah)
Blue 42, that's a Crip with a .40
Fuck al that talking, you bought it then show me
She's a hot head so I smoked her like doedy
Empty the clip, blow a kiss and reload it
Get popped like pill, drip codeine
Been with the shits, I get it from my brodie
I got a plan for all niggas that owe me
I grab the lead and like paper I fold 'em, yeah
Sports ball with the blick', we caught a fashion, hold up, wait, ayy (Ayy)
I won't trap no nigga, I be trappin' though (Yeah)
They let a big bitch in the race and now I'm laughing hoes (Go, go)
And now they waking up each morning like, "What happenned, bro? (Gang-gang-gang, grrah)
