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• LPB Poody – Radio Boyz (Lyrics)

I cannot miss, beam on the glock,
came with a dick, look

Chorus
I got zero tolerance, cuz I ain’t goin for shit/
All it takes is one phone call, to get a n!gg@ hit/
2 or 3 or 4 n!gg@s swing by the fif/
Trampoline in his drake, how he make his shit flip/
Forty hop scotch, it make your heart skip/
Beam on the glock, so I can not miss/
Radio Boyz cuz we spin like a disc/
I want everybody dead, they gone all sleep in piss/

Verse 1
I want static with whoever, no we aint copin shit/
Claimin he a steppa, but really is a bitch/
If the feds bend the block, then I’m a jump the fence/
So if you get caught, just play like I don’t exist/ (At All)
No NBA but I just wanna ball/
Before you walk, you gotta know how to crawl/
Keepin my distance with my back against the wall/
Cuz I’ve been through it all, they hopin that I fall/
I’ve been on the edge, hope a pussy nigga temp me/
Fluhin out my sins, now I’m empty/
They need to free that track star, I’m talkin quickly/
Gotta watch what I be sayin, before the feds come and get me/
Beat it up the first round, I’m sure she won’t forget me/
I can’t be your bobby, she get nothin I’m talkin whitney/
I’m the choosin one, already picked before they sent me/
It’s like I’m living in a dream, somebody pinch me/
But it’s been going down, like the south better take a bow/
Stay the fuck from round, shit been wet cuz it’s been a drought/
Send it through paypal, tell um go and they’ll spin right now/
Celebration when they see you out, go to clappin like pow/
Ain’t no callin out, no you can’t pay me just to stand down/
I can’t wait to catch another n!gg@ slippin, then its man down/
Battle of the bands, all these sticks brought the bands out/
And if I tell um step, yeah they gone step so what you sayin now/

Chorus
I got zero tolerance, cuz I ain’t goin for shit/
All it takes is one phone call, to get a n!gg@ hit/
2 or 3 or 4 n!gg@s swing by the fif/
Trampoline his drake, how he make his shit flip/
Forty hop scotch, it make your heart skip/
Beam on the glock, so I can not miss/
Radio Boyz cuz we spin like a disc/
I want everybody dead, they gone all sleep in piss/

Verse 2
Put a dick off in you ear, cuz n!gg@ fuck what ya heard/
If it’s smoke off in your lungs, then gone bend the curb/
In order for to long, now it’s getting on my nerves/
I told my n!gg@s dem to chill, but they been waitin for the word/
Soooo I tell um go, if I got it then he ask for it/
I won’t tell um no, free my n!gg@s up the road/
Chad and justin at da doe, dam bra I was suppose to keep that on a low/
They only got a couple moe/

Chorus
I got zero tolerance, cuz I ain’t goin for shit/
All it takes is one phone call, to get a n!gg@ hit/
2 or 3 or 4 n!gg@s swing by the fif/
Cup of lean in his drake, how he make his shit flip/
Forty hop scotch, it make your heart skip/
Beam on the glock, so I can not miss/
Radio Boyz cuz we spin like a disc/
I want everybody dead, they gone all sleep in piss /