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Rambo

 

Rambo

(album: Noughty By Nature - 2022)


(ITCHY made this shit)
Yo, yo

Blood on my rambo, blood on my kitchen (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Blood on my cutlass, blood on my flick ting (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I had his flesh on my knife when I dipped him
Swung at his face and ripped it (Ching, ching)
Swung at his face and ripped it (Swung, swung, swung)
Go to Dior, we all in the mall with switches (Grr, grr, grr, grr)
Got money, I know how to get it
'Cause where I come from, it's only right that we get it (Yo, grr, grr, grr, grr)

Rest up Rose, free Jojo (Rest up, rest up)
Shout out Rack5, StillBrickin and Oso (Oso)
All of my guys, take lives, they loco (Loco)
Drac' on the show, man, the meaning of and the yolo (Hold up)
I'm in America, still strapped with a Beretta (Ayy)
Ain't leaving my knife, that's the London in me (Me)
I'll take out your flesh, try troubling me (Try tryin')
I got [?] want to know, just touch him and see
The first one the mandem caught was a miskeen (First one)
I can't blame them, they were young, only fifteen (Fifteen)
Went to Dubai and something got sliced
Had the whole of the UK causing a big scene
Landed in M.I.A., left from Heathrow (Heathrow)
I'm in the USA, I need me a freak hoe
I wouldn't mind Rubi Rose or DreamDoll
Back it up, slap it up, drop a lil' deep throat

Blood Blood on my rambo, blood on my kitchen (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Blood on my cutlass, blood on my flick ting (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I had his flesh on my knife when I dipped him
Swung at his face and ripped it (Ching, ching)
Swung at his face and ripped it (Swung, swung, swung)
Go to Dior, we all in the mall with switches (Grr, grr, grr, grr)
Got money, I know how to get it
'Cause where I come from, it's only right that we get it (Grr, grr, grr, grr)

It's only right that we get it (Grrah, grrah)
Only be right that all the Glocks got switches (Bap, bap)
I know it ain't no more semis
Automatic come through where everbody get it (Grr, grr, bap)
You ain't gotta move, you can get hit (Bow, bow)
Catch me at the Zoo', Z, 26' (Grr, bow)
Boy, you a fool, why you flying bricks?
Stuck in my coupe, giving you kiss
Now I got rich, I can fuck whoever (Yeah, yeah)
I got them bands, like bread, I spread 'em (Yeah, yeah)
And nothing but blues on my schedule (Bow, bow)
I play phantom, oh no, not ever (Bow, bow)
I spin, no lack, grr, go wet 'em (Bow, bow)
I still am up five on the devil (Bow, bow)
He got blood all on his sweater (Grr, grr, grr, grr)

Blood Blood on my rambo, blood on my kitchen
Blood on my cutlass, blood on my flick ting (Ayy)
I had his flesh on my knife when I dipped him (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Swung at his face and ripped it (Ayy)
Swung at his face and ripped it (Swung, swung, swung)
Go to Dior, we all in the mall with switches (Grr, grr, grr, grr)
Got money, I know how to get it
'Cause where I come from, it's only right that we get it (Grr, rrr, rrr, rrr)

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