Drakeo The Ruler - Long Live The Greatest lyrics

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Drakeo The Ruler - Long Live The Greatest lyrics

[Intro] We was causin' all the problems Sticks in the car, we was causin' all the drama Let a ni**a blink wrong, we gon' pop him Who brought the choppers to the stage with no summer? Silly ni**as want fame, we want dollars They better not mention your name, we buyin' choppas In that 911 thang, doin' a hunnid Usually don't do this type of sh*t, but I said, "fu*k it" Are you with god ni**a? Why you take my brother? Arguing over chops ni**a, why you take my hunnid? But one more thing, why you leave me with these busters? They hear me [?] sittin' broke and ain't gettin' no money What's killin' me is thеy think that sh*t funny Sharin' three bands, and they think that sh*t money It's the Stinc tеam, either you with us, or it's fu*k you You got a hunnid on your head, do your family really love you? Silly ni**as better not play with your name Silly ni**as better not play with the game I know you hate us, but the name is the name Thats a 911 porche, do your thang, do your thang I'm thinkin' bout' droppin' some change, but I ain't Twitter thugs, they just bang for the fame You gon' have me put his brains in his lap I'm thinkin' about makin' a change, but I can't [Chorus] I'm not gon' stop flexing, I'm not gon' give up juice I'm not gon let these pussy ni**as catch me without my tool I'm not gon' peace treat with the opps, cause that ain't cool Pussy ni**a, I could never be you I'm not gon' stop flexing, I'm not gon' give up juice I'm not gon let these pussy ni**as catch me without my tool I'm not gon' peace treat with the opps, cause that ain't cool Pussy ni**a, I could never be you [Verse 2] Long live the greatest If we catch a ni**a speakin’ on your name, on the gang we gon’ K him My shooters itchin’ for blood, this personal, they ain’t lookin for no payment If you ain’t want your momma dyin’, kids cryin’ why you even have to sy it? Bentley’s in the front yard, you ain’t here it’s okay we gon’ stay here Chip the opp lover too, yeah we know I ain’t even have to say it 50 ball on the floor told my son and my nephew they can play in it While ni**as screen recordin’ everything I do? Got me even scared to say sh*t You the police, you the DA, yeah we know, why you helpin’ with they cases? When they let us out the can they was mad, you could see it on they faces Off-White, 3 K’s in the car, yes indeed, ni**as we racist Long ropes on the wood, if he cross me, what you trippin’ off? These maisons I’ma millionaire, lookin’ for a credit, guns what they cost? I’ma pay you [Outro] sh*t man, this sh*t crazy, Long live Ketchy The Great I don’t know how that ni**a go out, he’ll rob a car, that sh*t crazy Man ni**a better not be speakin’ out on your name None of that, I’m not playin’ with ni**as, Like I said, I’m a millionaire, literally ni**a, I’m not the one to play with, at all Don’t play with the homie, don’t play with his name, nothin’ Don’t claim no nothin’, ni**as claimin’ dubs that ain’t, ni**as ain’t even do, ni**a Pieces though