RMC Mike & Rio Da Yung OG - Spicy Lingo lyrics

[Intro] (Ooh, Sav killed it) What up, Sav? This another one Ghetto Boyz sh*t, I'ma keep sayin' it Yeah, alright [Verse] When them killers on your ass, they bloodhounds Do a show, then shoot the party up and shut the club down Put a silencer on the Glock, it make that one sound I don't know what the fu*k it is, but I love gun sounds Couldn't pay sixty-four hundred for a Runtz pound He was 'bout that life, got sent to the joint, he a punk now Used to have a knot, he got robbed, he got a bump now Sold my K, traded the four-five, I got a pump now I just paid sixty-two hundred for a pint of red Finna drink an eight straight and go to sleep, I might die in bed b*tch, take that nappy weave out, you got a lion head Do you wanna givе the money up or wanna die instеad? It don't matter 'cause we robbin' your b*tch ass And when you give the money up, we still poppin' your b*tch ass You be buyin' plastic pints, we be knockin' on the glass He tried to run from the Glock and I shot him in his ass Chuck just popped me off, he know I love thirties Dope fiend, I just poured some lean in a McFlurry Take that chain off and take it back, bro, the sh*t blurry b*tch, go get a razor blade and shave your cat, the sh*t furry Bro hittin' everything, you'd think I'm with Curry I'm a kind-hearted ni**a, but for the pape', I can get scary Just bought an eight of brown red, I'm finna get dirty Why everybody tryna go to bed? It's only 6:30 I ain't goin' to sleep 'til I touch a million cash My b*tch thick with a big old ass and a Brazilian wax Last time I had an altercation, I got children whacked Stop pullin' out that lil' ten, ni**as get killed for that I wasn't really good at sellin' crack, I was built to rap Psych, I'm lyin', I just bought a brick and made a million packs I just pulled a b*tch hair out, she want her zillions back Take the condom off and fu*k raw, I wanna feel the cat Dog sh*t on me, but I'm finna go steal a 'Cat Flashlight on the Glock white, but the pistol black AK-47 same size as Midget Mac Took a ni**a strap and walked off, he want his pistol back Before you think 'bout robbin', ask yourself where the hospital at She gotta practice 'fore she su*k my dick, where a popsicle at? ni**a swung on me in the club, that's where we killed him at ni**a tried some bullsh*t and got his ceiling cracked Bro was paralyzed, but he said he gettin' his feeling back In a '21 Escalade with the biggest dash I can show you how to cook dope, this a whipping class My son ain't know how to load a gun, so I whipped his ass I just drunk twenty lines of Act', I know my liver black I just sold a half a brick on Telegraph They pulled off in a blue McLaren, it was hella fast Before coronavirus came around, I used to wear a mask A ni**a ain't never gave me sh*t, 'cause I never asked, ni**a Ghetto Boyz sh*t, ni**a