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Ahh Uhuh Yeah |
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D-Block R 3, motherfuckers couldn't wait |
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Yeah Niggas not want |
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Jada to kiss on them (kiss on'em) |
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Throw sour milk or piss on them (piss on'em) burn their cell |
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Snitch niggas playing the game "Who turn to tell" (what?) |
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I'm waiting right here for the warden and burning the |
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L Recognize real this is an example of that (yeah) |
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Grey uncut diesel come and sample a sack |
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D-Block where the hammers is at (that's right) |
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Every night is like the |
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Apollo with guns, even amateurs clap |
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I hit raw in the store, ravined, then laid low on the yea-yo |
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When I cop more of the green |
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Got a BX connect and a |
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Georgia Team |
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My life is juicy nigga |
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It was all a dream |
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It's my house so |
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I'm a ask you to leave |
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I'm like carbon-dioxide |
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Cause I don't want you faggots to breathe |
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And I might murk two in the new |
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Smurf blue 2002 |
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BM wagon with the |
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B's (unuh) [Chorus] 2 |
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X All my niggas with guns |
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Keep busting them |
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All my niggas with drugs |
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Keep hustling |
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All my niggas with money |
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Keep getting it |
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All my niggas that ride |
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Keep living it [Styles] |
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It's the kid with the attitude |
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Chip on the shoulder |
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Brick in the whip with the 5th in the holster |
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Purple in the dutchee (un huh) |
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I got a circle full of niggas that will kill your grandmother if she touch me |
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Told you I get deep with a gun |
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If I die then my niggas teach the rules of the street to myson |
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Cause I might got to meet with the lord |
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What I live by? die by? |
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My gun, my word, and my sword |
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Cause niggas sound hard but they just ain't convincing me |
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Microwave killer, do my shit instantly |
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Built that courage in |
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Anna, it's the dark side that makes me want to flip and go smother your mama (bitch) |
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Just for birthing your ass |
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And this the ghost when you take your last breath |
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And I'm cursing your ass |
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And I'm sort of like the |
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Grim Reaper, but |
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I'm a get deeper |
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Cause I'm right here on earth for your ass [Chorus] 2 |
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X This is it |
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Sheek Luc, c'mon [Sheek] |
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You know Sheek hold it down wherever he at (no doubt) |
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You wanna knock yourself out? |
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Nah let me do that |
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I'm thugging everything |
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I'm on (yeeah) |
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I spit too hard |
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Keep the hawk like |
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I'm out in the yard |
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Even in the boot |
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Luch keep a gat in his hand |
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Brick under the fan, think |
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I care about a moon man or |
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Grammyaward? |
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What did you expect? |
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I ain't seeing double platinum unless |
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I take it off your fucking neck (right now) |
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Cut my check and get out my face |
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Before I go home and get that new shit out the case (no doubt) |
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I don't think y'all hearing me, it's not fair to me |
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I'll clap you if my niggas is daring me |
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Your God is dumping your face |
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Then run up and choke your bitch ass, just in case |
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Then that y'all is thirsty to hear some more |
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You better put a rush on |
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Volume four (d block) |
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Walk with me [Chorus] 2 |
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