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Radio Boyz
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LPB Poody
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Radio Boyz I cannot miss, beam on the Glock, came with a d**k, look Chorus I got zero tolerance, cuz I ain’t goin for sh*t/ All it takes is one phone call, to get a n!gg@ hit/ 2 or 3 or 4 n!gg@s swing by the fif/ Cup of lean in his drake, how he make his sh*t flip/ Forty hop scotch, it make your heart skip/ Beam on the Glock, so I can not miss/ Radio Boyz cuz we spin like a disc/ I want everybody dead, they gone all shoot and p*ss/ I want static with whoever, no we ain't copin sh*t/ Claimin he a steppa, but really is a b*t*h/ If the feds bend the block, then I’m a jump the fence/ So if you gеt caught, just play like I don’t exist/ (At All) No NBA but I just wanna ball/ Beforе you walk, you gotta know how to crawl/ Keepin my distance with my back against the wall/ Cuz I’ve been through it all, they hopin that I fall/ I’ve been on the edge, hope a pu**y n***a temp me/ Fluhin out my sins, now I’m empty/ They need to free that track star, I’m talkin quickly/ Gotta watch what I be sayin, before the feds come and get me/ Beat it up the first round, I’m sure she won’t forget me/ I can’t be your bobby, she get nothin I’m talkin whitney/ I’m the choosin one, already picked before they sent me/ It’s like I’m living in a dream, somebody pinch me/ But it’s been going down, like the south better take a bow/ Stay the f**k from round, sh*t been wet cuz it’s been a drought/ Send it through paypal, tell um go and they’ll spin right now/ Celebration when they see you out, go to clappin like pow/ Ain’t no callin out, no you can’t pay me just to stand down/ I can’t wait to catch another n!gg@ slippin, then its man down/ Battle of the bands, all these sticks brought the bands out/ And if I tell um step, yeah they gone step so what you sayin now/ Chorus I got zero tolerance, cuz I ain’t goin for sh*t/ All it takes is one phone call, to get a n!gg@ hit/ 2 or 3 or 4 n!gg@s swing by the fif/ Cup of lean in his drake, how he make his sh*t flip/ Forty hop scotch, it make your heart skip/ Beam on the Glock, so I can not miss/ Radio Boyz cuz we spin like a disc/ I want everybody dead, they gone all shoot and p*ss/ Put a d**k off in you ear, cuz n!gg@ f**k what ya heard/ If it’s smoke off in your lungs, then gone bend the curb/ In order for to long, now it’s getting on my nerves/ I told my n!gg@s dem to chill, but they been waitin for the word/ Soooo I tell um go, if I got it then he ask for it/ I won’t tell um no, free my n!gg@s up the road/ Chad and justin at da doe, dam bra I was suppose to keep that on a low/ They only got a couple moe/ Chorus I got zero tolerance, cuz I ain’t goin for sh*t/ All it takes is one phone call, to get a n!gg@ hit/ 2 or 3 or 4 n!gg@s swing by the fif/ Cup of lean in his drake, how he make his sh*t flip/ Forty hop scotch, it make your heart skip/ Beam on the Glock, so I can not miss/ Radio Boyz cuz we spin like a disc/ I want everybody dead, they gone all shoot and p*ss/
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