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Lyrify.me

Exotic by TreaZon Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2014

[Intro]
Yeah, y'all my niggas this times I always got that exotic man
My nigga RG always got that exotic
I don't got it though, so don't run up on me asking me for nothing
But I got it all on records though
Yeah TreaZon

[Hook]
This it ain't a regular it's now what you're accustomed to
Something you ain't never seen, niggas don't know what to do
Going going down if you want it, then you got it
'cause this here ain't a regular, what I got is exotic and I'm riding now
Ride it nigga, we ride it down
Tell em niggas, we grindin' down
This here ain't no regular what I got is exotic
I told my niggas that I'm going in and never stoppin
Ain't ready for the real, I'm dropping 'cause what I got is exotic
And I'm riding now

[Verse 1]
Tell me love I don't trust you
Show me hate and then fuck you
Had niggas on rocking this is a song we trap
And when I come through
Get the auto war when that sun sue
Bring me life in the sun like a sun roof
Ride em with them niggas lighten up
So you know I gotta head em with the blunt truth
So I blunt force and I blunt more with that real
The one you should come too, Japanese with that mingle flow
With that sort play when I come for
Name my track, I ain't run through
I've been naming that, this little fuck dues
Playing fast but don't look at tracks
The worst nightmares is just come true
..the nation I rap that, so you niggas hatin you gonna step back
Innovate and I'm giving flames
In that five you're looking like a wet match
I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brains
So a nigga gotta sound dwarf
And I came to bring the range, hardcore when the..
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Hundred shots from that auto bang
Type of nigga you call and sing
Please don't ride em with the team aside
Your these other rappers, is target ain't
I belong in that hall of fame
Pain and man when I call the plane
Kill the niggas and I got the rest
So tomorrow will found get to more the day
'cause I'm a rider to the chor if you really want the war
Homie we can get it all arranged
To me bustin to the door when I'm ..one more
Till a nigga got it all obtained
Yeah and they call me great
In the roll the pass all them rings
Go against me is a dead wish to see this fresh prince
And you will call the..
Anybody that could rap nose, it go mad sick when I smash flows
Put back whippin I'm black rose
Brand the lead with them black rose
Death know in my back pack
..with the strap song
Got your back girl in that back roll
What's the matter little nigga are you mad bro?
I Cleveland bust the world and fire in my eyes got enough to burn
..in my joints and love to her
And now I'm taking time say what up and swerve yeah
One shot for the foes and fakers
Riding on the road never know where it take us
They cast and I'm ready for that
I'm a loaner but I'm always so I loaded to packs
So let's go!