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✓ Published: 22-May-2024
✓ Published: 22-May-2024
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REMBLE - NOT LIKE US FREESTYLE LYRICS<br/><br/>It's Remble<br/>I'm not from LA, I'm from San Pedro<br/><br/>[Verse]<br/>Write my bars on the paper, they be like cheat codes<br/>Type to pull up to the Met Gala in street clothes<br/>Don't compare me to no chomos or weak Locs<br/>Pop goes the gleek goes, shot clock the weirdo<br/>They said on three, but I just bounced out on zero<br/>Don't wear no cape, 'cause we go crazier on heros<br/>I got a Drac' that make a Deebo go Limbo<br/>My blue rag offical, 8th Street to Cabrillo<br/>Let me just set the record straight, I'm not from LA, I'm from San Pedro<br/>Just ate but I need more chickеn<br/>I'm finna teach you how to catch a body, give me four minutеs<br/>Dumb nigga, skipped the state and you got more with it (Grande)<br/>Heard that niggas hit the county and got tormented<br/>Dumb nigga (Grande), pop a opp, another fundraiser<br/>You ain't seen nothin' yet, I'm not trippin', I'm just frustrated<br/>If you too high to squabble up then why you come faded?<br/>You not gon' blow, so cut it out with all that pump fakin' (It's Remble)<br/>Never prayed on the weak, but if he swing, I might have to put a brain on the street<br/>I'm from the team, better learn how to behave with the beast<br/>Sitch, every time I drop I'm gon' get played on repeat (Crip)<br/>Every time I left they wished I stayed on the beat<br/>Anybody formed against me get displayed on the tee (DC)<br/>Since TeeMacc died, I ain't been happy, been talkin' to Drakeo, like ''Why you leave me here with Ralfy?''<br/>Remember they tried to take me? Free Cowboy, free Newborn, free Hellcat, free A Street<br/>Power up, don't make me air it out at the whole crowd<br/>You finna go up, you not fuckin' with us, let us know now<br/>We lost The Ruler as depressing as it is<br/>GoodFinesse don't got no squabble, niggas dropped you like a six (You a bitch)<br/>Like what the fuck? This nigga Ralfy throwin' kicks (He threw a kick?)<br/>They runnin' laps, what type of buster shit is this?<br/>How many of us is it slidin' like Gretzky?<br/>Calvin's a square and Angels just straight zesty<br/>All I know about K7, he look musty<br/>Fuck with my dirts, but that fat nigga not gon' punk me<br/>All that fake shit up on the net really disgust me<br/>You niggas dusty, I can't respect that<br/>Ay, go back to your jeweler, get your bread back<br/>Long live The Ruler, he was here, he woulda bled y'all<br/>Uh-oh, shots fired, nigga, stand tall<br/>And what's them signs he throwin' up? Blow his hands off<br/>Drop 50 on a fuck nigga, Zach Randolph<br/>I've been trippin' since a young nigga, playin' handball<br/>Remember callin' duty on some niggas, no Vanguard<br/>Snow bunny, but this bitty got a black heart<br/>Don't got no money? Get this bitch up out my black truck<br/>Them boy's turn into City Girls when we act up<br/>I'll slap a silly fat fuck, you could be by plenty bitches and don't crack nothin'<br/>It ain't shit to turn it back up, take him to school, I'm finna send him with a packed lunch<br/>And bystanders get a portion if they that tough<br/>No back and forth, I made a fortune off this rap stuff<br/>I'll bet my life they can't rap with me<br/>Take it back, I'll smoke some spice with you
REMBLE - NOT LIKE US FREESTYLE LYRICS<br/><br/>It's Remble<br/>I'm not from LA, I'm from San Pedro<br/><br/>[Verse]<br/>Write my bars on the paper, they be like cheat codes<br/>Type to pull up to the Met Gala in street clothes<br/>Don't compare me to no chomos or weak Locs<br/>Pop goes the gleek goes, shot clock the weirdo<br/>They said on three, but I just bounced out on zero<br/>Don't wear no cape, 'cause we go crazier on heros<br/>I got a Drac' that make a Deebo go Limbo<br/>My blue rag offical, 8th Street to Cabrillo<br/>Let me just set the record straight, I'm not from LA, I'm from San Pedro<br/>Just ate but I need more chickеn<br/>I'm finna teach you how to catch a body, give me four minutеs<br/>Dumb nigga, skipped the state and you got more with it (Grande)<br/>Heard that niggas hit the county and got tormented<br/>Dumb nigga (Grande), pop a opp, another fundraiser<br/>You ain't seen nothin' yet, I'm not trippin', I'm just frustrated<br/>If you too high to squabble up then why you come faded?<br/>You not gon' blow, so cut it out with all that pump fakin' (It's Remble)<br/>Never prayed on the weak, but if he swing, I might have to put a brain on the street<br/>I'm from the team, better learn how to behave with the beast<br/>Sitch, every time I drop I'm gon' get played on repeat (Crip)<br/>Every time I left they wished I stayed on the beat<br/>Anybody formed against me get displayed on the tee (DC)<br/>Since TeeMacc died, I ain't been happy, been talkin' to Drakeo, like ''Why you leave me here with Ralfy?''<br/>Remember they tried to take me? Free Cowboy, free Newborn, free Hellcat, free A Street<br/>Power up, don't make me air it out at the whole crowd<br/>You finna go up, you not fuckin' with us, let us know now<br/>We lost The Ruler as depressing as it is<br/>GoodFinesse don't got no squabble, niggas dropped you like a six (You a bitch)<br/>Like what the fuck? This nigga Ralfy throwin' kicks (He threw a kick?)<br/>They runnin' laps, what type of buster shit is this?<br/>How many of us is it slidin' like Gretzky?<br/>Calvin's a square and Angels just straight zesty<br/>All I know about K7, he look musty<br/>Fuck with my dirts, but that fat nigga not gon' punk me<br/>All that fake shit up on the net really disgust me<br/>You niggas dusty, I can't respect that<br/>Ay, go back to your jeweler, get your bread back<br/>Long live The Ruler, he was here, he woulda bled y'all<br/>Uh-oh, shots fired, nigga, stand tall<br/>And what's them signs he throwin' up? Blow his hands off<br/>Drop 50 on a fuck nigga, Zach Randolph<br/>I've been trippin' since a young nigga, playin' handball<br/>Remember callin' duty on some niggas, no Vanguard<br/>Snow bunny, but this bitty got a black heart<br/>Don't got no money? Get this bitch up out my black truck<br/>Them boy's turn into City Girls when we act up<br/>I'll slap a silly fat fuck, you could be by plenty bitches and don't crack nothin'<br/>It ain't shit to turn it back up, take him to school, I'm finna send him with a packed lunch<br/>And bystanders get a portion if they that tough<br/>No back and forth, I made a fortune off this rap stuff<br/>I'll bet my life they can't rap with me<br/>Take it back, I'll smoke some spice with you
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