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Verse 1
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I can make a horror movie
with this Russian agent,
or spray my name on the door,
you fuckin' hooker.
Fuck some jury,
I'll rock 50 chain for the haters,
most of these rappers
get a royal disgrace to Jacob.
You know Buck buyin' more
guns than the army,
and keep one on me,
in these niggas try and rob me.
I'm sorry, I'm not fit for
corporate America,
but your honor, I still got a tote of Beretta.
I know a lot of niggas,
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they wish they had one with them.
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When that money got dropped off,
the killers came to get em
Blocking feet got knocked off
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and don't nobody got a clue
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So don't tell me I ain't
doing what I gotta do
You know who shot at who
When niggas tried to creep on us
Thought we was only talking
and didn't have no heat on us
Watch these hoes, man,
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they fuck around and get you killed
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If she don't put one in your head,
another nigga will
When I shoot, you shoot
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What? Just like that
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When I shoot, you shoot
What? Just like that
When I shoot, you shoot
What? Just like that
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Hell yeah, hey Banks,
bring them straps
When I shoot, you shoot
What? Just like that
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When I shoot, you shoot,
yeah, just like that
When I shoot, you shoot, yeah, just like that
G -U -N, you know where we at
The Desert Eagles,
they stashed in the Pyrrhic Regal
A 12 -gauge in the back,
right beside the speakers
And I got beef,
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but I'm ridin' through any hood
Christian Dior seats, 23s,
leather and wool
Ain't seen the block in a minute,
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so you know where I'm goin'
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Make sure the fiends still comin',
they know that I been tourin'
A ghetto nigga who still hang
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Not one of them niggas
hollin' gangsta
when he ain't one
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New York got a lot of rappers
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I tell him nigga I ain't with it homie
grab a strap my little brother like me
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He wanna sell dope the vice
pulled him over.
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He swallowed it down his throat
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We all know the consequences
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when you pay to win half of these niggas.
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They get out the pen going again
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What would you do if I told you it was a hit on you strap
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up or get wrapped up?
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Bring him
Yeah, just like that,
when I shoot, you shoot.
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Yeah, just like that, G -U -N.
You know where we at.
Damn!
Damn!
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