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Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

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Ralo

Ralo Escobar (Outro)

 

Ralo Escobar (Outro)

(album: Famerican Gangster 2 - 2017)


Yeah, yeah
We gon' call this one Ralo Escobar
I named that after my son nigga
FamGoon

They said I couldn't 'cause I never did it
We come and turn up in every city
They do this shit just to get attention
I do this shit just to make a living
Mama didn't have none', I bought her some herion
Came from that bando, I bought us a condo
Tell 'em I want more, I need my shit pronto
I got off them horses and bought us a Bronco
Ralo slow down, I don't think they hear you
You don't live life like the average nigga
You get up your cheese and the rats'll kill you
Don't get in your feelings and they don't feel you
Load up them choppers and they gon' feel you
They treat me like I'm the king of Israel
Look at my chain, they know that it's real
I do this shit like I got a deal
The streets really taught me a lot
That's how I got what I got
Remember when Breezy got shot
I seen him bleeding a lot
Y'all gon' believe me or not
They wanna see me without
Trust me, I came from that spot
The other rappers do not, yeah

I seen my lil brother kill himself
Is that what made me a millionaire?
You wouldn't believe that we lived in there
After my brother got killed in there, yeah
My lil brother killed himself on the sofa right in front of me
And we still trapped out that motherfucker like ain't none' happened
Trust me I came from the pain, I don't have no one to blame
My lil brother blowed out his brains, I still remember the stains
Why do I feel I'm alone, I got a hundred niggas in my home
Every bitch I done fucked did me wrong, why everyone I love dead and gone?

They throw the ball but I never catch it
They send me send me bottles in every section
Why the fuck all of these niggas desperate?
How could you judge me, you never met me
They wouldn't let me but now they can't catch me
I got my lessons and turned into blessings
I wasn't selfish, I can accept this
I was rebellious, treat me like Elvis
They gon' call me Ralo Escobar
I used to serve out the burglar bars
I used to ride in the stolen car
They told me Ralo the chosen boy
I came from them trenches, I handled my business
I made new beginnings, now look how I'm living
Look where I'm at, look what I'm building
My shit was empty, now I'm worth millions

I seen my lil brother kill himself
Is that what made me a millionaire?
You wouldn't believe that we lived in there
After my brother got killed in there, yeah
My lil brother killed himself on the sofa right in front of me
And we still trapped out that motherfucker like ain't none' happened
Trust me I came from the pain, trust me I came from the pain
Trust me I came from the pain, trust me I came from the pain

They gon' call me Ralo Escobar nigga
I did the same thing for my motherfucking city that he did for his country nigga
I did that
Pakistan, Simpson Road, The Bluff, Aspen
Y'all know what's going on with me
Call me Ralo Escobar
FamGoon, let's do it

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