Tonart: Ab major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Ayo,
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ayo regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hail, I kick street tails, choking niggas
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Like I'm
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Freewell
Golden
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State, holdin' your face,
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in the palm of my hand, blow you
Like it's part of the plan,
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I gotta call it like I see it
Talkin' like I be it,
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walkin' my walk
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Thugged out, orthopedic,
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cause I'm soon to be up
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Give me room, watch me heat up
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Niggas try to stick me like
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Follow the leader,
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make me go extra hard
Yo
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Norris, should I hold back an
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d show the repertoire?
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Quit at 16 or throw in extra balls
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just for the non- believers
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I show em why it's so hard to reach us I
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get pussy with my father's features
Puff heavenly,
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see me at 6'1", weigh a buck seventy
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Catch me in spots
y'all niggas never be
Packed in, like
Green
Bay
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Harlem
Queen's
Day
Performing acapella, no
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DJ, 98 live, no replay
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Make it seem easy,
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so tell a friend to tell a friend that it's them again
Nature
Yeager, wild prevalent
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Champagne on the rocks, pouring the
Fort
Knox
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Shark salad with cabbage,
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pork chops and applesauce
Twin connection,
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disrespecting what your body gave him
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Pumped a shoddy gauge and hit
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the shorty while he potty training
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I ain't playing, I'm truly the worst,
so be the first
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To get his whole body fully reversed
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Uzi, it hurts, leave you double dead I'm a bubble head,
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I never listen to nothin'
My mother said,
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ayo, I hold niggas ransom
Johnny
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My son a nigga so long,
I think I got a grandson
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My passion is money,
That won't ask no questions,
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but don't blast anybody
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kinda world I wanna live in
Not a cell or a prison,
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I'm in hell's on the gettin'
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where my niggas control the middle
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And all the riddles of life for others,
Living in rich places, sick places
See my story, six thousand, six hundred
Sixty- six pages, wages
I wrote six aces,
and at the same dice game
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Caught six cases, all those were big faces
Now I've tipped laces,
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But the bringing ain't a bit spacious
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Niggas building up they rib cages
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Cats like to rip places, bloody lip tasers
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Kim is a big racist
But I stand for these big places
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But the world know your girl though
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I fuck her off a furlough,
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she'll be up
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Put me up, all your sales could be locked
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Only questions for these
Dutchess, baby girl, could we fuck?
You the type that need a wife
Throw a
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L- O- X, toe- jaw, the key to life
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Asshole, y'all don't play around
I lay it down, fuck around, I spray around
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Lick a biscuit, nigga, risk it
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My ass, I'll kick your kiss
Ain't no niggas in the world
you know thorough than this
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Bust off and sit the hot barrel
dead on your lips
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Like two- thirds of a brick
Pinero and
Kiss, the crystal white fluffy parts
That'll come back quick
See, the plan is to stash y'alls
Cash y'alls, the weed's
so strong
They gotta put it in glass jars
Niggas try to smoke me out then,
smoke me out
Cause the rims on my new
joint be pokin' out
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I'm about to have no feelings,
shit is deep
Do they dance with the devil
when they sleep?
I wake up drippin' the air,
wishin' to hear
Shit that they kick in your ear,
when your soul drift in the air
My gift is half rotten,
when I spit it's a tear
That shit'll drop down my eye,
I'm too tired to cry
And I ain't never seen a nigga
that's too live to die
They say you get what you ask for,
get it cause you ask for it
A nigga ain't a thief,
then he better have the cash for
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And we gon' be around till your body rock
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And if the feds rung us in we get the same time,
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got it y'all
Wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh, wuh
Yo, it's two ways, into the hood, one plane
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Y been smoking chronic like
straight to the brain
Hennessy straight with tomato juice
Queen stallions, my guns from the
Italians
Now y'all niggas recognize medallions
Tim
Westwood
Used to be on
Section 8, now my section is good
Dogged out niggas, team,
as much as you could
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And I don't give a fuck what,
y'all save my shit
And I don't give a fuck what,
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Y'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
Listen to
Bob
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Marley, y funny niggas like
Steve
Harvey
Frontin' live with a weak army
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Drew, and he can smoke with you
I ain't got no love for you
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That's why I never do a song with you
Not even if your baby moms fuck the crew
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And promise to give us head,
cause we swallow it too
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I still say no, no is no, no can do
The niggas drinkin'
Hennerade, drinkin' my flow
Yeah, my motherfuckin' stuff down,
motherfuckin' shit right here
Yeah, motherfuckin',
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motherfuckin' soft shit right here
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What the fuck is this?
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What
What, what?
Fuckin'
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Dogged out entertainment,
dogged out entertainment
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Entertainment, entertainment
Fuckin'
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L- O- N
Cryin' at the bar, bar, bar, bar, bar, bar
The straw, tap the straw
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You better see this fuckin' official
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right here
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