Six Rings
RON DEUCE
GENRE
[Verse 1]
Many nights I had dreams that suckas want they issue
Woke up in a cold sweat
Looked around den grabbed the pistol
Contemplating Deuce if you gone would they really miss you
Flowers given tears shed
And then it is what is
Many envy, well aware
Fa enemies ima say a prayer
Riding round with it on me
Ain't trying to see that death bed
I’d be spreading spread
Before they catch me slippin and make that happen
Ain’t gone leave my son no bastard
It’s Chеvron when I gas ya
Never undеrestimate no man
No man no man
Last time I checked the gun don’t care who pulling that hair pen don’t jam
Oh yeah
I seen too many homies gon way before they time
Left my dawgs drowned in Henny Pat-ron
We mix it all
Hate to see a nigga ball
Why we can’t have it all
We was just slaves on the field
Now slaves behind the wall
Takin leaps of faith
For the doubters
Watch where we fall
Went in my garage
And I seen two foreign cars
Used to have that red regal
Ex bitch scratched it up
Now she on the gram looking ancient
All dumb as fuck
Me I bounced back and upgraded
Cancun accommodations
If I don’t leave the nation
Nigga It ain’t no vacation
Cement pavement nigga that’s where we come from
So I’m on both knees when I’m thanking the higher one
Blessed is who make it out but bring along others too
Y’all niggas way too selfish
I’m Sojourner Truth
So South Berkeley videos on The Park roof
RIP L-Bo KC Busco too
G Ferg Lijah Grier man I promise
Losing all these soldiers
Got me thinking that my time coming
So I’m living life to the fullest
And I ain’t no fear in me
Fuck the pigs
Never eating pork cause it’s cancer ridden
Believe in God but I keep a hammer
That’s my true religion
Case a hater test me cool it now nigga new edition
Dreams of the wifey out fucking with some other nigga
I wake up and throw the dick to her I’m the best pitcher
Dreams of being broke-homeless fonky even cold and lonely
Put my two hands together thankful for the roof homie
Then i get to the money
OT like the Genasis
We never clock out if it’s work we gon finish it
Building pyramids
With these lyrics as hieroglyphs
Started in the closet
Now we bout to see milli-ans
Six Rings like Jordan
Many shots like Kobe
Traveling over seas
That’s a Euro-step Ginobili
I’m Money Myles on the field
Yo best lineman couldn’t hold me
Made it out thats touchdown
All my pucks behind the goalie
Aye
Six Rings like Scottie
We going for it all
Might of took a break to catch a breath
But never paused
Megladon in that water
Shit I might just swallow jaws
Give back to my people when I get it
Cause that’s law
Many nights I had dreams that suckas want they issue
Woke up in a cold sweat
Looked around den grabbed the pistol
Contemplating Deuce if you gone would they really miss you
Flowers given tears shed
And then it is what is
Many envy, well aware
Fa enemies ima say a prayer
Riding round with it on me
Ain't trying to see that death bed
I’d be spreading spread
Before they catch me slippin and make that happen
Ain’t gone leave my son no bastard
It’s Chеvron when I gas ya
Never undеrestimate no man
No man no man
Last time I checked the gun don’t care who pulling that hair pen don’t jam
Oh yeah
I seen too many homies gon way before they time
Left my dawgs drowned in Henny Pat-ron
We mix it all
Hate to see a nigga ball
Why we can’t have it all
We was just slaves on the field
Now slaves behind the wall
Takin leaps of faith
For the doubters
Watch where we fall
Went in my garage
And I seen two foreign cars
Used to have that red regal
Ex bitch scratched it up
Now she on the gram looking ancient
All dumb as fuck
Me I bounced back and upgraded
Cancun accommodations
If I don’t leave the nation
Nigga It ain’t no vacation
Cement pavement nigga that’s where we come from
So I’m on both knees when I’m thanking the higher one
Blessed is who make it out but bring along others too
Y’all niggas way too selfish
I’m Sojourner Truth
So South Berkeley videos on The Park roof
RIP L-Bo KC Busco too
G Ferg Lijah Grier man I promise
Losing all these soldiers
Got me thinking that my time coming
So I’m living life to the fullest
And I ain’t no fear in me
Fuck the pigs
Never eating pork cause it’s cancer ridden
Believe in God but I keep a hammer
That’s my true religion
Case a hater test me cool it now nigga new edition
Dreams of the wifey out fucking with some other nigga
I wake up and throw the dick to her I’m the best pitcher
Dreams of being broke-homeless fonky even cold and lonely
Put my two hands together thankful for the roof homie
Then i get to the money
OT like the Genasis
We never clock out if it’s work we gon finish it
Building pyramids
With these lyrics as hieroglyphs
Started in the closet
Now we bout to see milli-ans
Six Rings like Jordan
Many shots like Kobe
Traveling over seas
That’s a Euro-step Ginobili
I’m Money Myles on the field
Yo best lineman couldn’t hold me
Made it out thats touchdown
All my pucks behind the goalie
Aye
Six Rings like Scottie
We going for it all
Might of took a break to catch a breath
But never paused
Megladon in that water
Shit I might just swallow jaws
Give back to my people when I get it
Cause that’s law
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