Tonart: Bb minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
Say hi,
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hi to the bad guy
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Niggas die, kids cry when I pass by
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say goodnight to the bad guy
Hold that rat high, bleh bleh
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I don't give a fuck who I trust
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Me, nigga, that's who
Ain't nothin' we trust
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unless you got your tattoo
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C -O -P, tatted on your back too
Now you with me, blap blap
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I'll drive by and blow,
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I don't mean I'll roll by and beep beep
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Face hittin' like I'm so shy
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so they don't ID me
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My flow, Christ feed me, who's dope?
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Your shit's male bovine feces
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You should go find an ocean close by
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Close your eyes with your hands and feet
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Boat tied an d go dive deep sea
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I'm so high I see three of you
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But unless you're givin' me head,
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don't mind me, please
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I'll hit a nigga with a molotov
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and once it ignites him
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The impact'll send him flyin'
like he M. Bison
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I'm Ali N. Tyson, in fightin',
Shockin', I'm thunder,
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enlightenin', N. N. lightnin'
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I get it jumpin' like Jen Heitman, dumb bars
I think with my second head,
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You'd be lucky if you even
there's a fixed race
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that's on the reel like fish bait
You can't match Julie,
his freshness can't even match his pace
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Cut you if you touch my green,
not in a cat this way
I got a chick that I'm finna drill,
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I'm tryna get in her center field
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Like when Mack Kemp play,
I'm a Mack pimp
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My niggas that shit cray, what we say?
Nigga and none we trust,
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finna be runnin' the whole U
.S.
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And y 'all niggas can't run with us,
y 'all don't wanna fuck with us
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We be sprayin' them irons,
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so what if you got stripes?
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A zebra is prey for a lion,
no case when I'm flyin'
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Apin' a gi ant, racin' and climbin'
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I'm hot, sizzlin', grillin',
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Snatch the belt off the waist of Orion
your flow ain't new
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Your shit is ancient like Mayans
Wanna be down with the streets?
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Pow, pow, on the pavement just lyin'
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I ain't raisin' awareness, uh -uh,
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I'm raisin' defiance, yeah
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I'm fuckin' your bitch in a sailboat,
sex sails
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I show you a team of fly niggas,
red tails
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Say hi, hi to the bad guy
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Niggas die, kids cry when I pass by
Wave goodbye,
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say goodnight to the bad guy
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Hold that rat high, bleh, bleh
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I don't give a fuck who I trust
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unless you get your tattoo
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C -O -P, tatted on your back too
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Now you with me, bleh, bleh
Say goodbye to your mama
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Wave goodbye to your father
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Wait, if life is a game
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then I'll play it like it was
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I lift a rat shit, call that shit Dalai Lama
If you are what you eat,
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then I should call you guys dick
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I eat mics, I eat victims,
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nigga, call me Mike Vick
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Yeah, the whole shoes is laced,
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but we all just might grip
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I stay flat while I'm trippin'
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like I caught a flight, switch
It's fishin' impossible,
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this ain't my vicious apostle
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My niggas a fartler, you twits,
you wish we unfollowed
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But then we demolish you, print
Now I'm chillin' with models,
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So I know I can get them to swallow
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None of y 'all can lyrically whoop me
I'm sicker than eatin' period pussy
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I looked at me in the mirror
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I seen the spirit of Tookie
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I wasn't a chiller either, Pac,
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but my enemies pushed me
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I'm fendin' off my leash,
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till I crack and chisel all my teeth
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Listen up nigga, I'm vicious the minute
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that this menace draws its heat
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Leave your holy as them cats
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at the synagogue who preach
You don't wanna brawl or beef,
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I'll lift you off your feet
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should've been on Dawson's Creek
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That's why I got your tender callin' me,
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I stay off up in the walls for free
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I begin to question your sexual preference,
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like Christmas presents
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You'll be off in the closet deep,
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I'll give you no warning
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I'll blow your dome to the sky,
that's your heads up
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I'm always rollin' like
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If you a land rover, I'm a Lambo sucker
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Been hungry like I ain't nev
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I'm always in the streets
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like man hole covers
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Say hi, hi to the bad guy
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Niggas die, kids cry when I pass by
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say goodnight to the bad guy
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I don't give a fuck, fuck, fuck
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Me, nigga, that's who
Ain't nothin' we trust
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unless you get your tattoo
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C -O -B, tatted on your back too
Now you with me, bleh, bleh
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We don't give a fuck, fuck, fuck
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We don't, we don't, we don't, we don't,
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We don't give a fuck, fuck, fuck
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