Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
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Hey Mimi
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Word?
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Get 'em boy, get 'em boy!
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Get 'em boy! Get 'em boy! Boy!
Verse 2
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X is comin' for ya,
can't do nothin' for ya
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'Cause X is com in' for ya
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Run, hide, duck, duck
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We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 3
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X is comin' for ya,
can't do nothin' for ya
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'Cause X is comin' for ya
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Run, hide, duck, duck
We don't give a fuck, fuck
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Look in the mirror
Verse 4
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my name five times
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Turn out the lights (What?) then
I done juked nine lives
Don't get scared now nigga,
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finish it 'cause you started it
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Watch shit grow out of control,
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now you want no part of it (c'mon)
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Nigga, where yo' heart at? Tell
me what you made of
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Already lost a stripe 'cause I
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know what you afraid of
We both know you pussy,
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but I ain't gonna say nuttin'
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Just hit a nigga off,
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and you can stay frontin'
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I gotcha back for now,
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'til I cased the joint (what?)
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Plus, give the Feds a real good
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place to point (what?)
We laced the joint,
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I ain't gonna front I had my hands full
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Glad to be alive, but you like,
that's that bull
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But now you know, what you get,
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when you fuckin' wit
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'Cause you shoulda left alone,
now you stuck in shit
Stuck in shit,
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'til that headpiece gets blazed
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Screamin this, ah, cease to the grave
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Its over, at least for you it is
It don't take the coroner,
to see how true it is
I knew these kid,
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but did that stop me from gettin' 'em, screamin'
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It was all for the money,
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while I'm hittin' and splittin' him down
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From his nose to his nuts (what?)
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Fire department comin',
put the hose to his guts (what?)
Washed away,
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just like dirt when it rains
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And now be cause of you,
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I hurt when it rains
Verse 5
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X is comin' for ya,
can't do nothin' for ya
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'Cause X is comin' for ya
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Run, hide, duck, duck
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We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 6
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X is comin' for ya,
can't do nothin' for ya
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'Cause X is comin' for ya
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Run, hide, duck, duck
We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 7
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My real name is Damien and my
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girl's name is Carrie
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That Poltergeist bitch is hot,
but too young to marry
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That nigga Satan be fakin' mad
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jacks so I taxed his ass
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Every chance I get,
is just another hit (uh, uh, uh, what?)
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Another nigga split, to the white meat,
Takin' up room in the morgue under a
white sheet (c'mon)
That's what you get for tryin'
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to take it there (uhh)
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But with this Deser t Eagle
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in your mouth
You cryin' 'bout let's make
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Sometimes it takes pain to make the
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brain a little smarter (uh-huh)
When I think the rain will stop,
it only starts to rain harder (uh-huh)
Part of the game is niggas
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wanna become famous
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And doin the same shit I do,
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remain nameless (uh, uh, uh, uh)
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I want house money,
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Jag money (what?) so I gots ta bag money
I ain't laughin',
but yo it's mad funny (c'mon)
I used to talk about that shit you got
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But you ain't never got that shit
when that shit get hot!
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Runnin' up in the spot with,
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two niggas from Israel
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'Cause it is real, you did squeal,
now how you think yo' kids feel?
Knowin' you died a snitch,
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I look in yo' and see a bitch
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Wasn't surprised to see
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Let's make it quick,
I got a flight at 6 goin' to Pakistan
So let this nigga know, I know he pussy,
I'ma smack his man (uhh)
Fuckin' Willie niggas and silly niggas
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I'd rather be eatin' off a plate
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With all them Baltimore and Philly
niggas (what?)
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'Cause I done took about
as much I can stand
A nigga smilin' in my face like they
my motherfuckin' man
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Aiyyo, it gets a lot worse,
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'cause there's a curse (what?)
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That says, the reward for bein' real,
is the hearse
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Before you turn thirty,
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cause the dirty shit you did (uhh)
Catches up and get you right
when you thought you slid
It's gettin' dark,
and with the cold to the heart
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You realize,
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you ain't gonna see your shorty
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Old enough to walk, for real
Verse 8
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X is comin' for ya,
can't do nothin' for ya
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Db
'Cause X is comin' for ya
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Run, hide, duck, duck
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We don't give a fuck, fuck
Verse 9
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X is comin' for ya,
can't do nothin' for ya
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'Cause X is comin' for ya
Outro 1
We don't give a fuck, fuck
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