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The Bull

 

The Bull

(album: El Toro - 2019)


(FOREVEROLLING)

You was a legend 'til you told, now you just Master Splinter
It ain't no question, my face gold, I put on all my niggas
Plus you look sweet, get close to me, watch all my snakes start hissing
Once you show money, know they coming, all that shit come with it
Hating shit come with it, taking shit come with it
Some niggas gon' die and go to prison, all that shit come with it
Freaks and thots come with it, sticks and Glocks come with it
You might get robbed, you might get shot, man, all that shit come with it

Don't need to know me, ask your bitch, nigga, she know I'm popping
I keep it tucked case you get bucked, get bust, it ain't no boxing
My face tore up, sitting on the porch, I'm scheming, throwed of Roxys
Before the bag, been cocky, this cost too much to copy
I had to get down or be broke, for me, it was no option
I fucked and got her son an outfit, they tore up about me
Was born a beast, blood ties with P, don't drop no V's around me
Two in my home, so watch your tone, know we control the outty
They speak in private, I don't mind it, I know niggas cowards
Certain shit, you can't allow it, you know I bring them pounds in
Plus I been with the violence, one deep on highways driving
I robbed the mail, didn't drive it, I been ran up the mileage

You was a legend 'til you told, now you just Master Splinter
It ain't no question, my face gold, I put on all my niggas
Plus you look sweet, get close to me, watch all my snakes start hissing
Once you show money, know they coming, all that shit come with it
Hating shit come with it, taking shit come with it
Some niggas gon' die and go to prison, all that shit come with it
Freaks and thots come with it, sticks and Glocks come with it
You might get robbed, you might get shot, man, all that shit come with it

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