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(featuring Columbo & X-1) |
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Fuck niggaz though it was man? |
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Right, right, uh-huh |
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I'ma holla at 'em dog |
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Nah mean Got my nigga, |
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Mike B South suicide |
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Queens X-million, bout to tear it down wit my nigga |
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You know? |
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Stick holla at 'em dog [Sticky Fingaz] |
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I'm gettin tired of the war stories, kid |
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I heard 'em all |
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And before they could fake and make up another one that's false |
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I'ma take it and break it down, so yall could knock it off |
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It's my call, in my corner they too soft |
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Mr. I-Don't- |
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Give-A-Fuck, don't need much |
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But heat in the truck, weed in the dutch, beats |
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I'm beatin 'em up |
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Streetsweepin 'em up, niggaz deals is suckers |
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More than the game, don't let the fame go to your brain |
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I'm still in the rain, where lives get caught in the drain |
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It's nothin to me, niggaz ain't fuckin wit me |
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I dump at your v and leave you niggaz slumped in your seat |
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Jump if it's beef, but wolves need somethin to eat |
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Nigga dollar signs cover my eyes, gucci material |
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Bottom line, hand on my nine wit no serial |
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First class flights and |
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TV's is digital [Chorus] |
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You could bust guns and get it right homey |
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Up in the club, we came to get it gully |
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Smoke weed, drink henny, man get it ugly |
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Hard liquor for sure, cause we don't pop bubbly |
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Load up your steel, nigga dump it only |
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We don't talk, true story, all about our money |
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From the streets we ride, you know our style homey |
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If shorty wanna bounce wit us then she out homey [X-1] |
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Shit, cause it's all official |
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Load your pistol, |
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I ain't right and |
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I'm sure to hit you |
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Shoot through walls, you could die with your bitch too |
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So ladies, get out the way first |
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You gotta be kiddin dog, |
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I got to spray first, nigga |
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Turn your promotional van into a hearse |
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Oh, bitches love the way |
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I sit in the drop, pull up in the spot |
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They suck cock off the strength of the watch |
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Lil' homey, and that's alone |
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Fuck you got guns for if your gats at home? |
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You need to have 'em on your waste like me |
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Run, duck, hide from the jake like me |
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Been around the world on fake |
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ID I got businesses, shot witnesses |
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Bottom line: |
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X-1 is hot with this shit [Chorus] [Columbo] |
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Yo woozy, googly and cookie |
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Roofies and usually on two-three |
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Luny, disrespectful and moody |
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Stupid, I hate the world |
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I'm too into me |
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Drink until |
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I throw up and smoke until |
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I tweak Can't see me settle for less until |
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I peak Two milly, |
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I'm too willy |
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Fifty thousand pills a week, |
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I'm too filthy |
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Stocks and realty, crops and feel we |
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Scotch and wisky, |
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I pop til |
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I'm twisty |
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Talented and gifty, fuck til |
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I'm limp D |
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I'm so empty, everybodies finish |
