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Sound Bwoy Bureill -Smif-N-Wessun |
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Boom bye bye in a botty bwoy head |
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The shottie fly now the botty ly like dead |
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2shots dead to him chin enemy a friend |
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Fake the funk I put the junk to an end |
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Now who da rude bwoy wan come tess dogg |
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I find his family and ID 'em in da morgue |
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I bet you never thought I bust led |
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To prize I'm a fortified blunt head just like a dread |
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You can't tess the champion sound you gettin'bucked down |
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Recognize the boot camp click in a de Bucktown |
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Gun thirsty little bastard always blasted |
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From the sess of chocolate from my dick gastin' |
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You say you number one wicked selecta |
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I say you punani and I wetcha |
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Keep the bull before I pull this here trigga |
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'Cause you don't wanna tess me when I'm tipsy off the liquor |
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Like a punk they call McGirt got his feelings hurt |
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Showed his true colors had to yank up his skirt |
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Now he's in misery tryin'to cop a plea |
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Led to his head from gun clapper number 3 |
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See lick off a shot you no dick rida |
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Lick a shot punani not gun fire |
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Now everybody wanna be dongongon |
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All around New York niggas be talkin'but we be stalkin' |
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In the docks when the gun starts buckin' |
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But in the day be wary of where you be walkin' |
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Don't don't don't |
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You ever mention 'bout you wan tess the champion sound |
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Leave it to de people that can you know that can |
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When people see them a ball fa leave |
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Me naw sex me ruff like the wicked you fe me |
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The motherf**ker that be buggin'over truth you see |
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Original criminal run in town crime pays |
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That's when I practiced your act if you wan get blasted |
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By my nine shot come around my block |
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Pon the night spot |
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In the Pine box Murderah Botty bwoy killa |
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Golden power filla we 'bout to get illa |
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Sound bwoy ya got nuff reason to worry |
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Cummin'with my troops we about to bury |
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Betta pack ya dubs and move in a hurry |
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Ease off sean |
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Lookin'at my pager it's about that time |
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To load up the 9and do my derelict crime |
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Warriors conquerors the man before ya |
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Mr Ripper AKA the enemy killa |
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My man wit the w**d is my man in deed |
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And all you sucky-ducky niggas catch nots wit speed |
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Talkin''bout you have sound ah my sound you wan tess |
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You neva know that when it comes to championship |
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Is we dat have de management |
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And carry mack use you for good use 'cuz wee de good crew leave |
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Laud some bwoy wan get dead tonite duke |
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As I retrieve the 2-5from my timboots |
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Target pon sight trick up and cock |
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Adjust your pupils to see a dead bwoy walk |
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Nuff pussyhole gwan die dis year |
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Here comes the bootcamp slide it to the rear |
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It's the rain cummin'like a hurricane lickin'shots |
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More untouchable than niggas wit de chicken pox |
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So emcees get lifted when I'm spliffted |
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Ni**a guard ya grill 'cause Louisville packs the biscuit |
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In the session Smif-N-Wessun O-G's see gun clapper number 1 |
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Wit my ni**a D O G |
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We bring the realness feel this boom it's Black Moon reveal this |
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We come to let you know what the deal is |
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Straight up we serve justice so if you can't be trusted |
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May you return where the dust is |
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There is many sound that's goin'around and goin'on |
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And gwan like a clown but I'm tellin'you clean up your act |
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And come to de livestock 'cuz you a deadstock |
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From mornin'to de evenin'now everything changed |