Ring King Lyrics

Ring King lyrics

rtist: Mausberg



Album:Non Fiction



Song: Ring King



Typed by: Sauee@hotmail.com







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







Chorus:



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







Chorus







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







Chorus