Here We Go Again
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(It's your boy, DJ Trey)
Remble got that dick that make her booty go-
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Alright, check him out
Alright, check him out
Damn that's Remble on the block, here we go again
He keep the pistol on his hip, say it's his only friend
He keep it with him, he just pray it don't jam
Left and right, he shoot the burner with both hands
When I pull out this .40, you gon' dance
Wrong move, wrong words, that's your ass
All my bars really truer than your pants
I can take a nigga's bitch with one glance
Lil' bitch, I want the throat, no romance
All the bitch get is dick, no slow dance
Don't leave Remble in the foreign, he gon' crash
And putting cousin to the test, he gon' pass
Remble got that dick that make her booty go-
Handful of her hair when she throw it on back
If she got some ass, better know I'm on that
And if she suck the balls then I'm comin' right back
Remble got a Glock, he cock it back, it go "smack"
Hollow tips, it roll back, knockin' off his whole hat
Don't be in the field if you ain't totin' no strap
I'm really in the field, bitch nigga, no cap
I just wet his block, but I missed
He ain't gon' stay out
Hollow tips will break a nigga skull
And knock his face out
Remember niggas used to call me weak
I move that play now
Wait, huh, niggas ain't never called me weak
He wanna squabble up
These bullets punch him in his spleen
Three shooters run in front of me
Like I was thrown in 'Scream'
Magic eraser on my hip
I think I'm Mr. Clean
Atom ant, tee him out the Glock
I up the Wolverine
Bitches used to curve Remble
Now they suckin' dick
And when a bitch servin' her neck
I need a lotta spit
Free my daddy out that cage
He a real Crip
And fuck that buster 8 Ball
He a real snitch
Hydroshock tips, bet a dub I'll stretch him out
On my bad side, bet he hope I don't catch him out
No cadavers on yo' hammer, stay in the house
Niggas mad 'cause my nut was in they bitches' mouth
Pull up on a bitch nigga's block, bled that
Blueface in the nine
When it bust, niggas is goin' down
He flexin' on the 'gram like he up
I'm finna put him down
He tested me like I was a chump
Nina go, "blow blow"
I gotta show niggas these guns
Really make foul sounds
And then I'm hesitatin' to bust
At niggas with foul mouths
When Remble pull up, niggas they must
Then better bow down
These bitches thinkin' I want relations
But I want meow-meow