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(Intro) |
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*Laughing* |
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Who the hell, how the hell, why the hell, what the hell? |
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Yeah |
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(Verse 1) |
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You see, my story got a strange plot |
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Eight shots, now behind the camera, ah |
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I meant behind the hammer |
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Leavin' peace like a dyin' grandma, dyin' my hair blonde |
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The double shotty like a bears arm |
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Mention money and my eyebrows lift up |
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The five pound fist leave you cut up, quicker than butter |
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I view the mountains once the suns up |
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Do anything to get the funds up |
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Motherf**kers is on the run son, ah |
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Weed blazer, I'm a master |
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Ginkgo biloba help me think faster |
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Throw some acid on your cheek now you're art |
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Scars over my heart, the part in the sharp, European shark |
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Big engine like a dozen bagels |
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With a stunning stable, makin' my rounds at all the number tables |
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Health is wealth, but wealth buy the fancy belts |
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Good, it's even easier to hang yourself |
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(Chorus) |
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You ain't s**t motherf**ker, need to hang yourself |
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You ain't s**t man, you ain't s**t |
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You ain't s**t motherf**ker, need to hang yourself, uh |
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You ain't s**t, uh, you ain't s**t |
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(Verse 2) |
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The whip sit India style like kindergarten student |
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I'm only part human, tryna get paid but like Mark Cuban |
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Spark the Cuban, double park the Buick |
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What'd you do to beef? Stew it, half Jewish, uh |
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I'm a star like good homework |
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Skull and crossbone on a low shirt, chrome hearse |
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The skull burst 'cause the work was a ten |
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The limo driver named Sven, peace to Killa Ben |
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S**t's strange, I could feel the wind |
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All this pain I could feel within |
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Goes away when I'm in a Benz |
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But comes back when I'm starin' in the rims |
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Take ten, uh |
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Stand on the wall at the pool hall |
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Dominican ho with a culo |
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Me pregunto de quien son |
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Ella me dise, "Tuyo" |
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And I'm known to be hoppin' up out the two door |
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When your man get called, you better be ready for sure |
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'Cause these motherf**kers ain't playin' |
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These motherf**kers be sprayin' |
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Now you sleepin' with the Earth |
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Light the Earth up, hop up in the red Caddy, Big Bertha |
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Wig Turner, money washin' detergent |
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Round glass, quarter cup of the bourbon swervin' |
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From first look you'll think I'm German, it's me |
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(Outro) |
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Yeah |
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Bam Bam |
