Grape Lyrics – Lyrical Moron
Singer: Lyrical Moron
Title: Grape
Intro
Verse 1
Ay, a n#gg# from the double-u we do not f#ck with you we don’t need guns at all when we go bang
I know some shooters i ain’t talking basketball but when he scores imma give him his change
I get the money you be acting funny about it so i got it ill make it rain
Nobody testing a n#gg# when i come around i was strong so they know i got range
I got the guap cause i know its expensive
I got the glock i don’t need an extention
I got the ball like i play for the pistons
Spеaking of pistols i know that you kidding
We take a risk when wе go on a mission
Yall ain’t about it you’ll end up in prison
b#tch im a bulldog n#gg# you kitten
Dropping like 30 we getting them digits
Too many accessories my girl obsessed with me your girl upset with you my girl she check on me yea im like miley came in with the wrecking ball patients is wrecking me now im wrestling you get the
Best of me when you catch up with this ain’t no game or no chance to be better, be careful when we ride around with gang some times n#gg#s don’t wanna take the blame
n#gg#s knocking on my door like they know me
Asking me questions about all my homies
Don’t call me homie n#gg# you don’t know me
Twenty-four loaded up r i p kobe
Say you got skill n#gg# you gotta show me
I hear you talking but you ain’t got smoke me
How you gonna smoke me if you ain’t a dope fein
Tell the who won n#gg# i got the trophy
Up in my face like there was a problem
Show me the problem and how you gonna solve it
Ready for lots of n#gg#s this a rocket
I got the water like i wear a faucet
You getting cooked n#gg# you sausage
Get the hell back i know you on that opp sh#t
My b#tch is bad and your b#tch is the opposite
Quit riding dudes like came out the closet, ay
When its dark i turn into a monster
Getting money liking a f#cking rockstar im a f#cking rasta
I don’t gotta walk up walk up flocked cause n#gg#s always have a talker
Balling like my name roddy rich
n#gg#s talking gotta a salty b#tch
Mj why you wanna trip
Hook
n#gg# dressed in the purple like (grape)
Hype as f#ck like planet of the apes(grape)
Planet of apes i ain’t talking bout bape(grape)
Got the blicky real sticky like tape(grape)
n#gg# im a hero i don’t gotta wear a cape(grape)
n#gg# want smoke so i hit him with the vape(grape)
Little n#gg# harlem make the whole world shake(grape)
Blue like crips so you know a n#gg# grape(grape)
n#gg# dressed in the purple like (grape)
Hype as f#ck like planet of the apes(grape)
Planet of apes i ain’t talking bout bape(grape)
Got the blicky real sticky like tape(grape)
n#gg# im a hero i don’t gotta wear a cape(grape)
n#gg# want smoke so i hit him with the vape(grape)
Little n#gg# harlem make the whole world shake(grape)
Blue like crips so you know a n#gg# grape(grape)
Verse 2
Rapping fast i got happy feet and my ice cold like its happy feet
n#gg#s mad at me got a bad city always catching bodies ain’t no tragedy
n#gg#s taking lives but its tragically and i magically made it happily
And your ten years is my salary eating celery cause i got the green
Ten-k it ain’t shocking no i ain’t surprised cause im pocketing
Please don’t talk to while im rocketing with numbers but nobody calling me
Shawty is a gold digger gotta hold a n#gg# with a diamond ring
And im og like a gangster i put hiphop in hypocrisy (hiphop-crisy)
Couple young n#gg#s wanna talk so i hit them with a glock on the block at the top of the street
Few weeks later caught a opp who was popped got his #ss shot running like a dog with a treat
Only fourteen but i walked around the ghetto as a jit with the sh#t there’s a lot that i’ve seen
But i gotta make it without even faking so im taking it too a level where a lots where i see
Use to know a n#gg# putting bodies in the cabet
But he got arrested i don’t even know what happen
Ain’t tewnty-one but a young n#gg# savage
n#gg# got a gun better run to the mattress
Shot in the leg now a n#gg# got gashes
Other n#gg# died turn his #ss into ashes
Leave me alone i don’t care what you asking
If you want answers i guess ill keep rapping
Hook
n#gg# dressed in the purple like (grape)
Hype as f#ck like planet of the apes(grape)
Planet of apes i ain’t talking bout bape(grape)
Got the blicky real sticky like tape(grape)
n#gg# im a hero i don’t gotta wear a cape(grape)
n#gg# want smoke so i hit him with the vape(grape)
Little n#gg# harlem make the whole world shake(grape)
Blue like crips so you know a n#gg# grape(grape)
n#gg# dressed in the purple like (grape)
Hype as f#ck like planet of the apes(grape)
Planet of apes i ain’t talking bout bape(grape)
Got the blicky real sticky like tape(grape)
n#gg# im a hero i don’t gotta wear a cape(grape)
n#gg# want smoke so i hit him with the vape(grape)
Little n#gg# harlem make the whole world shake(grape)
Blue like crips so you know a n#gg# grape(grape)
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