King Ralph – Sweet Home

King Ralph – Sweet Home Lyrics

Artist: King Ralph
Song: Sweet Home

Yeah
Yes sir
Okay
Uh, listen

Let me show you how the hood rock
Young bull keep the bull cocked
Come from good stock
Couple of strands and play my stereo

Gold chain swinging around my neck like Ray Mysterio
Really yo
Been on my grizzy just staying busy
I slide through, cocaine on the bloodstain glizzy playing drizzy

Aim official
Saw proper bullets fly by your mama
Watching the soap operas
Hit you while shaking the ground beneath you n#gg#s feet

I’ll shake you down, make you feel this heat
Ask who the crown go to, sh#t I feel it’s me
How I murdelizing this sh#t and fertilizing the game
To grow wise and the aim

And that choppa spray like brrrahkha
My arms come with blades on them likе maracas
n#gg#s call the coppas and shaped like maracas
Got thе block bleedin’ no need for a doctor

Ima off my rocket, just a tad bit
〈Verse 2: Elcamino〉
Yo, I used to slide through bucket hat lows 〈.?.〉
〈.?.〉 fiend window can’t even drive

You know that’s elcamino
Little food stamp having m#th*rf#ck*r
Kinda diesel
But he ain’t gonna square off

sh#t I heard he had the eagle
Basquiat in his prime
I put the brush to the easel
Why she passed out like that, because she on the needle

When I sold her#in, I didn’t sell to my people
Clear out the home sweet home
These times we live in medieval
Make sure you take care moms if I get caught up with the people

Make sure my kids stay fly or I’ma have to come and see you
If that time do come, if I’m f#cked up I’ma need you
Man, I still feel like I’m living my life illegal
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Release Year: 2021