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Verse 1 |
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You niggas juss created a monsta |
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Fuck a tampa i smoke ganja |
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Up in the bahamas racin yamaha jet skis |
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Money launderin like "casa blanca" |
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Luminate the concert |
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Aimin missile launchers |
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He's crazy comet |
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Mentally disturbed karma |
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Wit all drama |
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I put that on my mama |
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I'm down to hog tie my playa potna |
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Don't make me spray ya potna |
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If you wanna save yo daughter nigga, give up the info |
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And throw that plasticy mutha fucka out my limo |
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Wit three up in his temple |
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The land where niggas pimp hoes big |
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I do this for the streets of |
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San fransisco on down to south central |
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My speech |
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Too hard on the instrumental will get yo club shot up |
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Drugs get rocked up |
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Hustalas settin shop up |
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Runnin from coppas |
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And helicopters |
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Pourin out vodka |
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For all my dead potnas |
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And make me wanna drop my chopper |
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And salute |
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Nigga put yo glocks in the air and salute |
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Nigga shoot |
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Only my first three times, nigga recoup |
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Ya'll niggas be bloops |
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No, publishin givin the loot |
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To your executive produce |
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Sellin bubble lex coupes |
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On loot |
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Beat yo bad bitches in daisy dukes |
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Poppin they cooch |
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While my fuckin name is introduced |
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1,2,-1,2 |
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Clear my throat, check the mic |
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1,2 -1,2 |
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How many mutha fuckas wanna smoke? |
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Whatcha want do? |
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I throw a tree full blunt into the crowd |
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Snatch a pile of money |
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Probably a thousand |
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Throw it in the crowd |
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Nigga now |
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Big poppa style |
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While i used to be on section 8 |
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Now it's shrimp and lobster now |
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And livin like a mobbsta now |
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An niggas who snitched like sammy "the bulldog" |
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A final, or donny brasco body found in the barrio |
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Wit quatro, cinco hallows |
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Up in pablo |
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A tommyano killa |
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But never shit across the mobb though |
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Keep yo mouth closed |
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We hold the fuckin code of silence |
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Juss give me great beats and violins |
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My flow is violent |
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Cold as tyrannts |
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Hearin the po-po sirens |
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Live an direct, while you slide yo vet |
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Niggas think it's real, but chill, it's only a cassette |
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Yes, gangsta shit to the fullest |
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Hollow tip bullets through yo chest |
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Had to dismiss a lot of fake niggas |
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Juss to make scrilla |
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The industry be tryin to rape niggas |
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But i'm a straight killa |
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White as fuck like grade a gorilla |
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The mobb niggas used rob niggas fo, hagan das nigga |
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Keep a bribe wit her |
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Half a chicken up in a ride nigga |
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Fuck ya'll niggas |
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I come stompin to eat 'em up like godzilla |
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Short stoppin my scrilla, nigga my cheddar cheese |
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Celeberty |
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Let my nigga pac rest in peace |
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Quit fightin |
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Know that god hate ugly niggas |
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Quit bitin |
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So i shoot you in yo face buddy |
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What you wanna do? |
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I got crew |
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Killas from the midwest |
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To new jerus, on down to baton rouge |
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Niggas bangin screws |
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The m-o-u crucifixates |
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If you'se a trick hate |
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Go home and ask yo bitch how my dick taste. |
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(how my dick taste) |
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Nigga, m-o-u crucifixates |
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If you'se a trick hate |
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Ask yo bitch how my dick taste. |
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*(screaming)* |
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Oh no! |
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Oh no! |
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He's alive! |
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Godzilla's alive! |
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Godzilla's alive! |
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Oh no! you've gotta see it! |
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This is john jerry, this is john jerry reporting from channel 4 news! |
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You gotta see this! |
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Call the president! |
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Godzilla's alive! |
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Call the president! tell the president to call the navy seals! |
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He's here, he's steppin on shit! |
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He's crushing!.....oh my god! |
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Godzilla's alive! oh you got to see this shit! |
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Oh! |
