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Royal Hippi3
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We Gon Murda Part 1
Chilling with the hippies we so trippy Stay higher than the movement in the 60's
Chill with no snitches they get stitches Rhymes from an intellect paint abstract pictures
Man enough to be a god ever since a fetus Man your favourite rapper wanna be us
Flow like an Aston Martin you a Prius Leave this niggas sour like citrus
Ain't no way around it nigga we the sickest Leaders, ill niggas and future world-beaters
Man my catalogue way too long like Nia Hippies more spaced out than Princess Leia
Heat from the hippies for the fans to savour When it come to the beat I'm a super slayer
Rap game, trap shit, dope beat annihalator Kill shit now you can thank me later
Always on the grind and bitch I ain't no skater Best drop shit best believe we leaving craters
God damn
These hippies be chilling Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com don't think that we slacking calm under pressure
like dead folks under fat guys
Yeah they get crushed like they are nuts
or maybe like your favourite rapper coz i am a jealous God flowing through cities
hitting different strains
smashing different babes my lines make a nigga wanna switch lanes but really they are two faced
they really belong in a deck of cards and follow their dreams of being kings and queens and that's the truth fuck the jury i say that shit
infront of a mic in a booth
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