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Artiste : Rio Da Yung OG
Titre : Throw It In They Face
(Ooh, Sav killed it)

I just throw it in they face ´cause these niggas broke

I be doin´ some shit that your nigga won´t
Like beat you down good and don´t pick up the phone
Every day, ten thousand just on clothes
But every day, I make twenty thousand, nigga, just pros
Burned a hole in my jeans, but they just clothes
Oh, you was tryna pull up the store? Bro, they just closed
I know the bitch lie too much, she got a big nose
They only hit him three times, but found six holes
Damn, that was a FN
I made forty in the club, but I left ten
Shoot the nigga five times ´cause his head big
Heard the nigga had a pussy, he a dead bitch
Why Doodie Lo just say he need his hair did?
Bitch put on gray leggings, had a bear print

That´s a moose knuckle
Four bitches in one car, I call it coupe stuffin´
Tae said all he want for Christmas is a new button
I´m only wearin´ Air Force 1´s, other shoes ugly
I´m just bein´ real
I gotta use both hands ´cause the 10 big
Pocket full of hundreds, all my friends dead
Finna pop the nigga top, he got a can head
Like, bro, that´s not straight drop, how your red red? Like
How your purp´ purple? Ain´t no brown to it?
The pussy was so good, I had to drive to her
Not no little drive, it was five hours
I was born big, but I´ma die larger
I might buy the TRX ´cause I don´t like Chargers
I was finna do this shit for free, but Mike charged you

Told bro bring a gaffle in the club ´cause they might card him
He young as hell, I´m Da Yung OG
We gotta get him off the team, he missed an open three
Nate guys´ll give me five million, four CDs
And they don´t wanna know when´s the album, it was four EPs
Stop talkin´ while I´m rappin´, let me focus, please
You just now got on Tris, that shit old to me
You niggas be hoes to me
Conversation was so dry, I´m finna go to asleep
Let me hold your heat, I ain´t gon´ take it
The halfway house around the corner, but I might not make it
Stop actin´ like a pig ´fore I fry your bacon
Bitch had a pretty face, but I don´t like her ankles

Pin a bitch to the wall, I feel like Kurt Angle
This shit look like Maison Margiela, got his shirt painted

This the baldhead nigga and the shit talker (And the shit talker)
Wanna do a song with me, get a brick off you (Get a brick off you)
I was tryna get some lean and a wick off you (And a wick off you)
He ain´t gon´ kill shit, take his stick off him (Bitch)
And my cup real dirty like Flint water (Like Flint water)
Back then, I used to wanna fuck Wayne daughter (Fuck Wayne daughter)
But I ain´t do it, I used to ride around and bang Carter (Bang Carter)

Ricky Owens on the feet, cost dog shit (Dog shit)
Pass the ball to your dog and you´re all rich (All rich)
I just drunk some more red, made me nauseous (Nauseous)
I just ran a red light ´cause she gorgeous (Yeah, she gorgeous)
Let me see that liar, I´m recordin´ (I´m recordin´)
If we see an opp, then we scorch him (We scorch him)
Remember we was broke like orphans (Like orphans)
Make her swallow nut, no abortions (Bitch)
Put another M to my fortune (Let´s get it)
Bitch, free Smurk, ho (Free bro)
A lot of niggas throwin´ salt, but it ain´t work, though (No)
Bitch, your boyfriend lame, he Urkel

I´m movin´ slow, it´s the purple (It´s the purple)
I don´t drink green, I´m no turtle (I´m no turtle)
And this is a big chop, it´s gon´ hurt, bro (Hurt, bro)
When you catch a hat, better take it the dirt, bro (Take it the dirt, bro)
Been in my square, I don´t got no circle
Frr, that hurt, though (Hurt, though)
Ridin´ in a bulletproof, tank on E (Tank on E)
Givin´ out belts, get spanked on me (Get spanked, come over here)
Poured a lot of Tris, now he high now (He high now)
I´m a real hippie, no tie-dye (No tie-dye)
Get him gone quick like tada (Frr)
Ain´t no "See you later," bitch, it´s "Bye-bye" (Bye-bye)

She like, "Daddy, I´m your baby," I´m like, "Gaga" (I´m like, "Gaga")
And even when I´m gone, I´m a die hard, bitch (I´m a die hard, bitch)

Haha, ayy, it´s the baldhead rich nigga, the shit talker, nigga
OTF, Ghetto Boyz, y´all know how we comin´, free Smurk
Whole lot of gang shit
Like, we done drunk a pint of this bitch, like, two of these bitches, man