MAUSBERG - Ring King lyrics

rate me

Get out the way nigga, you fuckin' with a two ton brick

Armed and dangerous and I'm about to fuck up shit

Ready to kill for the sake of the squad I rolls with

And everyone knows how to squab I rolls with

Suited and booted, ready for the drama if it cracks

Three hundred and fifty-some ponds on your back

Fuck a rat-a-tat-tat, nigga I'm (bomb going off)

Quik cock me back and make a nigga go (bomb going off)

I'm the rough nigga, throwin' blows from the shoulders

Runnin' over niggas like a big black boulder

Detrimental to mankind

Hittin' hard like a vehicular manslaughter

Murder every time

I'm top-notch at gettin' down

Nigga we can go pound for pound, but I doubt if it last one round

I'm the nigga comin' to your hood snatchin' bling blings

I'm the motherfucking ring king

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First I'ma hit you like (bomb going off)

Then I'ma hit you like (bomb going off)

I break backs like (bomb going off)

'Cuz Mausberg is the ring king, the ring king

I'ma hit you like (bomb going off)

I'ma kick you like (kick and a scream)

I'ma break you like (bomb going off)

'Cuz Mausberg is the ring king, I'm the ring king

Now let me drop this lyrical plague for round two

When I declare war, yo the tussle is through

I'm on some real nigga shit, some kill nigga shit

And I'ma break 'em off before the child even hit

Ain't no way out

You want it? I'ma bring your hat to ya

Hold ya captive and let the Tecs run through ya

Nigga softer than toilet paper and tryin' to come up on a caper

I'm knockin' niggas upside they taper

Leavin' your grill leakin' for runnin' your trap

Yo, that right to your body made your lungs collapse

Take it personal, but fuck rap nigga I'm real

Leavin' niggas in critical, crippled

The victim of a kill

Y'all fuckin' wit' a real nigga

I love to see the blood spill from a square nigga

I leave a coward ass nigga at the crime scene

'Cuz Mausberg is the motherfucking ring king

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I'm still sayin' fuck y'all, the realest of 'em all

And it ain't no third round 'cuz I dealt wit' 'em all

From the small to the tallest, weak to the buffest

I don't give a damn, I done battled your toughest

It ain't no competition 'cuz I be knockin' walls down

Strategize and break a nigga grill for the crown

Not a troublemaker, but like to finish what a coward started

I turn the smartest niggas retarded, I'm cold hearted

i flow like the Spruce Goose, sting worse than a bullet from a deuce-deuce

I'm 'bout to cut loose and react with raw tactics

Rights and lefts be bustin' like fully automatic, I love static

Me and my nigg put some shit in the game

But the way we do our thangs ain't gone never change

And I'm tired of you niggas actin' mean for green

You gotta fight for the position of the ring king

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