Tonalità: E major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I'll
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noose ya'll,
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and push ya'll off the edge
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I'm like Ray Ben
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zino cause how I hang men
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I got a big caliber gun in side of my Timb
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So I can explode on any
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mothafucka that grin
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Trust me, it's not like that,
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it's not what you thought
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You'll be like "P shot me
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and bounced in the Porsche"
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On some real live Mobb shit,
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Columbo, the Cappo
I pop niggas,
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leave the gun right there, I got gloves
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Stop niggas from frontin',
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leave 'em real fucked up
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I drop niggas thats runnin',
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shoot 'em in they back dun
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Coward ass nigga poppin' all that shit
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And when them things popped out
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you on some Michael Johnson shit
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Fuck that, hammer that
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nigga to the earth
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Wanna cross me? you niggas
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gotta pay that toll first
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And I got change for all that
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million dollar shit
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And these slugs 'll be the only
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reason niggas be hollarin'
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Turn this shit up, pump this shit up,
Verse 2
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DJ mothafuckas burn this shit up
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We hurt niggas
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Twirl that shit up, burn that shit up,
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don't make me have the Nine spit
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Up, I gives a fid- uck, I hurt niggas
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Verse 3
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I'm tired of tellin' niggas
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how the fuck I feel
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You know the steel 'll put them niggas
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to sleep like Benedryl
These trash ass rappers and
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they faggot ass friends
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Talkin' like the bitches,
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walk around like they Men
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Niggas like ya'll don't get no respect
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This is Hav', I die once,
ya'll niggas die a Thousand deaths
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Cowards, you tryin' too hard
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to be 'bout it
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You know them niggas that be fake be
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the ones to shout it (Holla!)
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Talkin' this and that, but check
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Turn around and get robbed
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in they own projects
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Might as well be rappin'
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on stage for them
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Bitches be baggin' you,
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cause you the one feminine
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The sound of these guns got 'em shook,
it's a rap
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You could see the yellow stripe
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runnin' clear down they back
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And let a nigga find out where you live at
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And then blow that mothafuckin' piece
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of shit off the map
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Whattup son, dun, surprise nigga,
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thats how we pop up on 'em
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You off point you die in your sleep,
thats the moral
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Nigga, you know we get
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our contraban in
Smokin' that dangerous,
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you know we got bangers
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You know I'm dead real,
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I don't know what you was thinkin'
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I'm all over the street,
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you better stay creepin'
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I shoot niggas fair ones,
I'll box you dun
You'll be six feet in that dirt,
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I'll stop your run
Verse 5
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Turn this shit up, pump this shit up,
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DJ mothafuckas burn this shit up
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We hurt niggas
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Twirl that shit up, burn that shit up,
don't make me have the Nine spit
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Up, I gives a fid- uck, I hurt niggas
Outro 1
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