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Rackinzz & Jboy - Madden (Blitz) Lyrics



Rackinzz & Jboy - Madden (Blitz) Lyrics




Ay Li Rackzz where you going bitch I'm heading to the top
Nigga asking for the Za so I had to open shop
Why you moving so swift cause I been through a lot
Brand new Benz nigga and I drove it through the lot

She like how I be flowing cause I'm flowing off the wock
Wake up and get cheese know a nigga can't stop
If we hanging out the window better pray you duck the chop
In the trap Scottie Pippen we got 33 Glocks

In the trap J in this bitch he whipping up bowls
In the trap yo bitch eat the dick up like some sloppy joe
In the trap yo bitch stand up on her knees she pigeoned toes
Tell my dawgs I'll be back now I'm finna hit the road

Plenty sleepless nights I'm politicking trying to get in that mode
That one night we got caught slipping, I was mad we ain't had pole
But I bet they try that shit again we turn they ass to coal
Bra in love with head shots he put one up in his fro

Put that fye on a nigga burn his ass just like some toast
Nigga try to play we spin his block and yeah that shit fasho
How you mad at me you cuffing on that nat that bitch a hoe
That lil one bitch bad as hell she looking good from head to toe

It's Li Rackzz on the beat and you know he do the most
You know Lil Reg got that one shit that'll make you go ghost
She know that I wake up get the money smoke dope
They like why you love her cause that lil bitch got throat

Man why the f*ck these niggas always flagging
Like we wont send a blitz like it's madden
Yellow bitch two tone kinda classy
But I like them ratchet and when they get active

And I'm with the members they be spazzing
AMG Benz it's 4matic
How you say you with it but you lacking
Them boys don't want no beef don't want no static

But when they say it's smoke I bet we match it
We made them disappear call it magic
This 3 5 cost me 60 you can't have this

She wanna f*ck with us because we havin
Come on baby let me f*cking grab it
Off white you know I mix it with the lavins
Nai said it's up so we had to grab em

Promise I don't want the bitch gang already had her
And you know just like the joint we f*cking past her
59 on the rise you cannot pass us
Only way you get inside is if you smashin

Steady glitchin to the money them boys lacking tied
59th the mafia ain't nobody stopping us
What's up to all my niggas in the booth
All my niggas on the road

These niggas ain't having motion they got motion sickness
And you was just with bro so why the f*ck you tripping
Put a switch up on the Glock so it's forever glitching
Long Live Maine forever in my heart I'm never switching

I only wanna get this cash now I can't fail this mission
And bitch I do whatever I want so I ain't never tripping
And me and gang was just last so how the f*ck we winning
Call my nigga Don I bet he get your ass missing

And you know I f*ck with Slim because she stand on business
Li Reg put a beam on it so you know he ain't missing
Chaser teach you how to get them racks you better listen
Rackinzz say he got em so I know for sure he get em

Hendrxx already f*cked your bitch so what's the point of dissing
And for my niggas up the road man y'all know I miss yuh
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Ay Li Rackzz where you going bitch I'm heading to the top
Nigga asking for the Za so I had to open shop
Why you moving so swift cause I been through a lot
Brand new Benz nigga and I drove it through the lot

She like how I be flowing cause I'm flowing off the wock
Wake up and get cheese know a nigga can't stop
If we hanging out the window better pray you duck the chop
In the trap Scottie Pippen we got 33 Glocks

In the trap J in this bitch he whipping up bowls
In the trap yo bitch eat the dick up like some sloppy joe
In the trap yo bitch stand up on her knees she pigeoned toes
Tell my dawgs I'll be back now I'm finna hit the road

Plenty sleepless nights I'm politicking trying to get in that mode
That one night we got caught slipping, I was mad we ain't had pole
But I bet they try that shit again we turn they ass to coal
Bra in love with head shots he put one up in his fro

Put that fye on a nigga burn his ass just like some toast
Nigga try to play we spin his block and yeah that shit fasho
How you mad at me you cuffing on that nat that bitch a hoe
That lil one bitch bad as hell she looking good from head to toe

It's Li Rackzz on the beat and you know he do the most
You know Lil Reg got that one shit that'll make you go ghost
She know that I wake up get the money smoke dope
They like why you love her cause that lil bitch got throat

Man why the f*ck these niggas always flagging
Like we wont send a blitz like it's madden
Yellow bitch two tone kinda classy
But I like them ratchet and when they get active

And I'm with the members they be spazzing
AMG Benz it's 4matic
How you say you with it but you lacking
Them boys don't want no beef don't want no static

But when they say it's smoke I bet we match it
We made them disappear call it magic
This 3 5 cost me 60 you can't have this

She wanna f*ck with us because we havin
Come on baby let me f*cking grab it
Off white you know I mix it with the lavins
Nai said it's up so we had to grab em

Promise I don't want the bitch gang already had her
And you know just like the joint we f*cking past her
59 on the rise you cannot pass us
Only way you get inside is if you smashin

Steady glitchin to the money them boys lacking tied
59th the mafia ain't nobody stopping us
What's up to all my niggas in the booth
All my niggas on the road

These niggas ain't having motion they got motion sickness
And you was just with bro so why the f*ck you tripping
Put a switch up on the Glock so it's forever glitching
Long Live Maine forever in my heart I'm never switching

I only wanna get this cash now I can't fail this mission
And bitch I do whatever I want so I ain't never tripping
And me and gang was just last so how the f*ck we winning
Call my nigga Don I bet he get your ass missing

And you know I f*ck with Slim because she stand on business
Li Reg put a beam on it so you know he ain't missing
Chaser teach you how to get them racks you better listen
Rackinzz say he got em so I know for sure he get em

Hendrxx already f*cked your bitch so what's the point of dissing
And for my niggas up the road man y'all know I miss yuh
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Writer: Justin G, Jeff F
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Performed By: Rackinzz & Jboy
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Justin G, Jeff F

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