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Global thug politics, every man in his argument |
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We form as one, who can abolish it? |
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Projects the heart of this |
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Catch heat, but 4 novelists |
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The pain is deep, try and swallow this |
| [12 o'clock - brooklyn zu] |
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Niggaz know my steez, i jet to d.c. |
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Chromed-down m3, nigga that play b.e.t. |
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Joe clair, why these faggot-ass niggaz stare? |
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Don't they know my man carry big bear and don't care? |
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They say he hold a nigga fruit like pear |
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Pussy, come here, let me whisper in your ear |
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I make your clit disappear |
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I play the wizard, bring blizzard |
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4-4 heavy when i left it, puffy shit i dis it |
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For them locks, i bring vietnam shots |
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If you dare beatbox down my block |
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Pussy-ass niggaz gotta hire cops |
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Remember one thing, wu niggaz don't stop |
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[joe mafia] |
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It's like sortin out down a fresh bundle |
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Drain my pain on your brain muscle |
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The custle, 2 cats to die hustlin |
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Fiend creamin men, lavish establishment |
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Ghetto politics, syndicate benifit, die filithy rich |
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Kille the benidict, chicks get the rented dick |
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Tossin heads off, the venomous sunnin the latest |
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My whole team roll to blow steam |
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Put you in a smash, nickel gleam |
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Tied to your ass, roll out the welcome mat |
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The red carpet war onslaught, you the target |
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I'm black market when the narc's hiss, spittin the sharp shit |
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Mafi-ay, v.a., playstation, r.c.a |
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Sippin on cabosi-ay, who could take a lose a day? |
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Jizzed them heads, i shitted, my style shifted |
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Them out-of-town niggaz tried to quiz it, cockin the biscuit |
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Shattered thugs is ice mugs, the tied to nose |
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Long-dickin in and out of hoes without the specticles |
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[chorus (x2)] |
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[myalansky] |
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Cut you at the side of your face, keep my dart bent |
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Benz wagon limo tint, play me, my flick |
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Marlon brando, lucky lou-ando gamble with large chips |
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Project scandles i handle, still on some calm shit |
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Darts spit, mr. corleone's orders for cross water |
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Myalansky, as astatsian type, pearl torture |
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Street cat burn your empire, your sin of course sourcer |
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Arm-leg-head, duct tape, now torcher |
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Vet kid responsible, word is his mouth leaked |
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Claimin peace, cousin he lyin, hit him on south street |
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Hit him once we dead him, forget him, losin no sleep |
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Chain brand, bottle of perfume found in the back seat |
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Little mickey start from right hand, j.jeep |
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Teflon, king of new york, stupid you mad meef |
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Wu cat, syndicate rap, raisin my babies |
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Global thug politics, black, raigan was crazy |
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[napolean] |
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We rob ambulances, mid-seller like mid los angeles |
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Thoughts is spannin like boleta and co-plots of bandits |
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Natural advantage, you take life for granted |
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Livin savage, even moose know how it is to manage |
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Wicked as nimrod, flower bands with black hands |
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Run with cats who cop porsches, flee from their fans |
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Blowin collosal, ghetto apostles, some die with coke in their nostrils |
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And burnin fossils, on death beds in cold hospitals |
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It's logical, don't think it's impossible |
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Rip tracks with rae' and ghost possible |
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Blessed with insisted stroll insite |
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To attract godesses with tropics rays of sunlight |
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Get to right, nigga, snakes slither |
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In the form of the amazon river |
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Kidnappin parrots, if they snitch, i deliver |
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Their tongue, bandits stress to where the seed dress |
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Who confess, i possess the men-tal of an aztec |
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Get your ass wettened while you peep this |
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Mystery god is what the 10% preaches, broke niggaz be leeches |
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When feds come, they never speechless |
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Wu-syndicate left the whole state in secret |
