Tonalité : C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Hit 'em up with a big fat and M- W you for the midwest
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Them who come and test then
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end up with a big mess
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They laughing at you not me cause
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if so they have no clue
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Wanna happen let loose the crack
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And when I'm all on that caribou lou
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[?] cheesin' bitches wanna listen
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To me get my quota
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Now that I'm older
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My shit is colder
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Then circle city Minnesota
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I can flow, the kingdom come
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Bring dem some things
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That sling rings around fiends
Unseen we from
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Show me [?] like Mitsubishis
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Cause we are the species
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Those who be rollin' up in nieces
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Prospect check, 57 and 20 minus 11
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I ain't crushin' niggas who
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said I wasn't bustin'
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They said I couldn't flow
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And now I'm a sinner bust
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To those who said I shouldn't
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hold my breath because
Verse 2
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(They're all gonna
laugh at you!)
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(They're all gonna laugh
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at you!)
Nnutthowze dwelling,
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pockets swelling
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Because I'm doing what I have
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to do
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(They're all gonna laugh
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at you!)
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816 ways to die up to you
What you wanna do
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(They're all gonna laugh at you!)
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What? the M- W said to trouble you
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Hit 'em up
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Verse 3
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I've got problem most them hoes
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Tripping with me demos
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Fucking [?] dollars
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coming in with them limos
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They think not cause
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they think we got homes
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Like the wizard of oz got
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So we throw up the opposite of shazbot
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Let 'em know, Missouri in the green
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[?] wallpaper and town that
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you're savouring
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If you ain't real I mob ya
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Can't stop a real nigga [?]
It's all delicious
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Money to be suspicious
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This is not a fictitious song
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full of glitches
This is neglected rapping
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with flows perfected
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Brown complected nigga whose?
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from Perspective
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Much love to Jimmy J and Terry Lew
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Gave me the chance to do my witchcraft
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My trickery my voodoo new
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Lyrics now
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We used to lay 'em down
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In L.A. every single day
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At least them niggas didn't
say
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Verse 4
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I can
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give a
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tihs
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If a aggin wanna spit
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about that Tech en9n
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That making his way to the top rof
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[?] not tihs
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Like chasing them clocks
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They don't understand that
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[?] dog
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Turn female
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restrooms unisex
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Getting relish no matter
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whatever I gotta do
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Had a few caribou's [?]
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Coming up out my trap like that,
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laugh at this
Better really come with it
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When steppin' into my vast abyss
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Master this to not laugh at them
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Have 'em off in the trunk with a [?] pack
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and i'll be like slim
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You say I'm country so you
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think they gonna laugh at me
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I'm ripping ass niggas that's the way it
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has to be (has to be)
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Cause we the party people
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Living crazy is the only way bianc
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If you ever diss these lics that I spit
Outro 1
We can flow any day [?] tight either way
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