Tonart: D# minor•
Verse 1
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Too many niggas be gruntin' shit,
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you fuckin' with mine
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You shoulda known I'm a killer,
Db
nigga, I kill you for mine
This M .O .B. to my last breath,
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Ain't got no time for conversation,
You facin' two to your chest, nigga,
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and four to your head
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I hope you play for the Dodgers,
Db
chump, now Dodgers land
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I used to think it was cool peoples,
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It ain't no motherfuckin' friends
Db
in this game called dope
Paid this nigga a visit,
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runnin' the nigga a ounce
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Motherfucker took it and ran with it,
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now I'm off of this house
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Woke him up, he was slippin',
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all he could see was gorillas
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If he don't give me my shit,
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fuck up his wife and his children
Now he's screamin', don't kill him,
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shoulda seen the fear in his eyes
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Sucker only 15,
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tomorrow he only got 5
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Well somebody gotta die on this bitch,
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Cause motherfuckers pay what they lies,
if they owe, you owe me
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Gimme my shit, gimme my shit,
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gimme my shit, gimme my shit
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Steady movin' and losin',
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lost a house in the rain
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Niggas is cruisin' for bruisin',
Db
I'm all about gettin' paid
Give up the money you owe me,
Eb
cause I got dope on the streets
Ebm
And you can't pay me
Abm
with power nigga,
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I'm soakin' soap out my money grip,
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I'm workin' with the crew
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Come your ass up off the cut,
Db
and let me do what I do
If you ain't comin' with Striller nigga,
Eb
I'm leavin' your fuck
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And all your gay you can save it,
I'm puttin' weed on your corner,
Eb
make your faces familiar
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When the law leave the corner,
Db
I come back to kill ya
Take it over, it's over,
Eb
you ain't ready for this
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I'm finna ask you one more time,
Db
nigga, pay me my shit
And if you don't, I'll come and get ya
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I killed my motherfuckin' homie
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The game ain't changed,
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pay what you owe me
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You overdue on your payment,
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nigga, I waited and waited
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Rare told me you full of gizm,
Db
I see what he's sayin'
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Hate to do you, but nigga,
Eb
you in the wrong and you know it
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Tried to trust you to fuck you,
Db
you must be thinkin' I'm hoist
Nigga, I kill you for nothin',
Eb
but money's my reason
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Shouldn't have came with the spindle,
but I wouldn't have
Db
stopped you from grievin'
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I wrote your momma a letter,
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just tell her the why
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I only challenge the ladies,
Db
bait them for mur derin' outside
You took my kindness for weakness,
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Nigga, bullshit is bullshit,
Db
but this is real shit, you touch it
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I put you on from the get
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Now God damn it, you pushy
Db
So now I dig up in your pussy,
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nigga, you owe me
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Thank for You
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