D Smoke - Road Rage lyrics

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D Smoke - Road Rage lyrics

[Skit] Got 'em C'mon, ni**a, we gotta go, ni**a (fu*k) Let's go, ni**a, let's get this sh*t gone (Shh) Tryin' to, ni**a, this motherfu*ker won't start ni**a, we finna get caught, ni**a, bullsh*t Come on, God damn it [Intro] Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus] I'm takin' up both lanes, ni**a, this road rage fu*k lookin' both ways Billion miles an hour on your pavement The streets is ours, the aves and boulevards The fu*k you know about foreign cars and I pull up in sh*t you ain't never seen before Move, b*tch Buckle up the baby for this new sh*t [Verse 1] Sober, 'bout to risk it all except my dick and balls, uh fu*k it, let's go live, ni**a, hit record, uh Speedin' past fried chicken and liquor stores, uh Ivadin' your turf like a conquistador, ha Ain't worrеd 'bout the damages, so bill us Send bandagеs or ambulance, can't handle my gorillas Advantages I managed to leverage and clue my connection of savages That's mannish and ready to handle business Suffer a torn meniscus for fu*kin' actin' pretentious (I swear) Mm, better check my credentials I'm stuck in a world where ligaments get ruptured on road to riches In a place where they take anything but pictures [Chorus] I'm takin' up both lanes, ni**a, this that road rage fu*k lookin' both ways A billion miles an hour on your pavement You see, the streets is ours, the aves and boulevards What the fu*k you know about foreign cars and I pull up in sh*t you ain't never seen before Move, b*tch Buckle up the baby for this new trip [Verse 2] Pull up in unison like hooligans, you know, by the motorcade Yellin' sh*t out the window, this ain't Nintendo, you ni**as think it's a game Try not to cut me off on the boulevard, it could turn into Pompeii In Inglewood, I'm a sergeant, plus I'm an artist, graffiti on concrete (Man, man, man) Si tú me entiendes, te lo digo Andar en mi zona, S.O.S., no más suicidio Catch hands like the runna, a tu zona son dirigidos Con una llamada, llegan cohetes, vatos, y primos We go billion miles per hour across your time zones We made it to diamonds, came from rhinestones We'll change your climate, get your mind blown A penny for your thoughts, a fair exchange [Chorus] I'm takin' up both lanes, ni**a, this that road rage fu*k lookin' both ways A billion miles an hour on your pavement You see, the streets is ours, the aves and boulevards What the fu*k you know about foreign cars and I pull up in sh*t you ain't never seen before Move, b*tch Buckle up the baby for this new trip [Outro: Marsha Ambrosius] Bom-bom-bom-bom I'ma take a ride through the hills Hop up on the 405, traffic standstill Go the wrong way, I play by my rules Only one way on mine Switch lanes when I gotta Zip up to 100 when I run up Self-made in these strees Road rage in these streets I'm takin' up both lanes, ni**a, this that road rage [Interlude] These motherfu*kers can't drive, I swear I'm gon' chalk all them (Hahaha) Baby, guess who I seen today Now don't get mad (Who?) D Smoke Psh, ahh, this ni**a D Smoke Everybody's talkin' 'bout D Smoke Who is this ni**a? You ain't never heard of D Smoke? Psh, man, he be fu*kin', you know He— first he talkin' Spanish and Then he tryna lead the masses and Next thing you know he with the gangsters, like What is he really on? You sound like a hater Ayy, man, I just need that ni**a to keep it real Real? Have you heard his music? Hell nah, I don't need to I just mind my business