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* i don't know any of these group's members names, so a blank line |
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Denotes a change in vocalist.... |
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Yo nod |
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What's up b-lo? |
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Hey man, niggaz tryin' to stir up shit between amongst us |
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And chicago man, what you think about this shit? |
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Ah, between us and the snypaz? |
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Man i'm talkin about us and every muh-fuckin body, man |
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Ah but you know we too tight up in chicago |
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We got love worldwide baby don't stop, north, south, east and west |
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That's right, know what i'm saying, straight up comin to you |
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Snypaz and do or die, rap-a-lot mafia |
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From the chi, here it go like this |
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[verse 1] |
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I went from zip locks and bakin soda |
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To smokin herb, cookin 'ola |
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Never lookin overnight success |
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Cause i want a rover |
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Hold you head up and stick yo chest out |
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And if you heavy off in this game then get yo vest out |
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I hit the scence like po-po's |
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In the four door chevrolet, we gas |
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With hats broke off to the left |
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To show you exactly where you at |
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I want the scratch that you done say |
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Remember, bust a cap a lot |
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For the rooftop snypaz snap a lot |
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Puttin down with rap-a-lot |
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You'll die, can't fuck with us |
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So when you say it, you'll a lie |
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You'll try and get shut down |
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From texas all the way back to chi |
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Ain't no success even if you cryin for it |
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Them niggas alive know it, they dyin for it |
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Even them niggas that kill, get caught, and strive for it |
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I strive for it |
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That's why i sixteen years and a positive |
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Try to let go of my negative |
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Only got one life to live |
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It's fucked up, only had one chance |
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And now i'm takin it |
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See niggas fakin it |
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If a nigga ain't real then his ass ain't makin it |
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Overnight, i had to do more than hold the mike |
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Had to control the fight |
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Had to make sure my dough was right |
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Had to make sure my boys was tight |
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Noise and lights, stalkin from the end of my (?) gonna spook ya |
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Horror type of tactics, you bet the snypaz (?) knew ya |
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Stressed out, had me feelin left out |
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Stuck and i gotta get my self out |
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But when i was kid then crept out |
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Fuck all the ones who never helped out |
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Stepped out with grams and plans to be an overnight achiever |
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Since (....?....) to non-believers, overnight |
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[chorus:] x 2 |
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You can do what you wanna do |
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But it ain't gonna happen for you |
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Not overnight |
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Overnight, overnight, overnight |
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Overnight, overnight, overnight |
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[verse 2] |
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Livin it up, this ain't no overnight shit |
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See (?) got a death wish |
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But do or die and snypaz, represent chi-town |
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Took a life and get lit up quick |
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Rain niggas got me doin this |
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Used to be on some sell ass shit |
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Or mail that bitch back home in a box |
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And leave no trail of this |
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Now won't witness this and this is |
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How's it's gonna fall |
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All of y'all gonna battle |
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Leave this life, all shells gon drop tonight |
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You say that you want a spot |
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Better they hit like the shit from rap-a-lot |
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So pack that glock or ak stops your clock, my straps get hot |
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Even though it's hot it ain't hot enough to stop this entourage |
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Rain, do or die, pick a piece snypaz, one big mob |
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Better stop that heart |
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Beuregard this industry from backyards to owin lexus cars |
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So flex that shit cause down in texas, everybody talks |
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Cause ain't gonna fall, overnight |
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[rock roc] |
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I got an american dream of gettin out the ghetto |
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Runnin out they mails |
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About the loved ones that said they love me, but didn't care |
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Do roc scare? with the fuckin niggas who groundin me |
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It's roc on the block, 45 glock cocked |
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Finna pop these niggas and they drop |
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I'm screamin more and more and more war |
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Killa for scrilla and more war, more war (more war) |
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I'm screamin more and more and more war |
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Killa for scrilla and more war, more war (more war) |
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A to the muthafuckin k |
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Runnin through the gateway bustin at the niggas back |
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Uh, ooo wee, whip a, nigga, wit his, own gat |
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Oh snap, you in the business, dump him in the tar |
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Point blank range, nigga i'm game, do anything |
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(..?..) , (..?..), hangin out the window |
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Me and my comrades take a nigga out his shoes |
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Rule number one, don't get it confused |
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I'm talkin bout that one three, s-h-o-t |
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Nine millimeter kill 'em off of me |
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Make 'em freeze |
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Kill for my nigga that'll kill for me |
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Infa, red, lights and bombs leave a bitch, a nigga his arms |
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Stay alarmed, vietnam, when i closed caskets |
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Pimp, lyrical tactics, shit look hectic |
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When i bomb a bad bitch |
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1997 niggas, and you can't do it overnight |
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(vocal breakdown) |