Roney - Boondocks lyrics

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Roney - Boondocks lyrics

[Verse 1: Roney] Whagwan (what-up) its Rondawg, I'm a goonie like o dog You will not make it, and i'm not hating I see the future, thats so raven Kick down your door, big strap waving On your knees, hand up like he praying Guns blast, he runs fast like Jamaicans I won't stop till i make it Strip a man naked, not on a gay ting I got the work where the suns not shining Some call me Roney others your your highness I'm a rude boy but still i'm a gallis Can't break me, skin hard like melons My team got ice time like the red wings Big ting poke my stomach no pregnant Bang up the cops, who you arresting? Block got bodies on every intersection Gun so dirty, the insides rusted WD40 make it shine like a necklace I'll throw the baggy in the back like marge did No domestic, I am for the wig Stick a man up like a magnet on a fridge You ain't strapped like them n***as in the bin So stop telling stories I read the truth to you n***as like Maury And i'm in the white house like Corey [Verse 2: Y.H] If we in the white house i'm mute If he talks, blow him like a flute Its not how you talk, its how you do your dirt Some n***as got fly for the work Yo I've been on my grizzly trap no skizzy Late night posting, sh** be getting busy You think you hot? So come f** with me Naw you won't catch me, slipping like Kane Young n***a ride out, bag on range n***a's think they hot, shoot at the gate Its YRN DBS we pop at your frame Mrs. B89, I love they way it shine The way I grips on you that's how I know you mine The way I bust you off that's how I know you grind You n***as think you hot, so come take mine I heard through the grape vine they wanna take mine So I ride around with this old dirty 9 n***a's think they hot, pop at they mom's After that sh** wave it a they baby mom's Me an Rondogg ride out with this lahm You better call your mom sh** blows like a bomb n***as think they hot, i'm going off like Sudam