Tonalité : F# minor
Intro 1
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Nigga, now
Verse 1
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how you gon' fuck
with a player like me?
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Smokin' Doja weed, keyed with the heat
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Microwave, tryna make a bitch slay
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And on the microphone
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I leave a trick in her days
So beef is your boy, spit that shit like this
Keep the studio tacked off Doja miss
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And spit a dose of this P -I
-N -P -I -N -G
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Hundred percent hog shit for
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my cutties and freaks
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So nigga peak game,
let me get up in your brain
And lay some of you fools
on how these soldiers maintain
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And man, it's just that game,
spit up on that
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Highest level, up in the ghetto
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Where niggas strap scrap metal
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Fuckin' black fellows, if they come fall
G with Keurup in your blood
Suck a back up off me
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I'm fuckin' with the thugs
Servin' thugs what they mug on me
And up on the avenue,
up under the trees
Ddim
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So when you see
me on the ADE
Fuckin' with them white
street cliques
Servin' green meat
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It's just that hog shit all
up in my veins
Tryna feed these fools brain decay
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So when you see me on the A .D .E.
Fuckin' with the March 3 clips,
servin' cream meat
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It's just that hard shit
all up in my veins
Tryin' to fix you through the spring,
but yeah
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Now up under the trees you see G's,
plenty
Some older than 30,
and some younger than 20
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But best believe me, I
won't deceive thee
When I say these niggas
blowin' brains up off beanies
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And the cream be poppin' daily
So maybe that baby white girl
Can get the Chevy dip with a pearl
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Coke white seats with
the brunettes blown
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And if the track keep me fat
I'll put them thangs on
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415s with the zapco
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And these bitches steady
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runnin' with the strap -o
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We need metal for those
Jealous fellows, you set trip
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We empty the clip up out them iPhotos
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Case closed, you already know
We throw elbows, but Warden will grow
Left 50 shells on the pavement
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Left MC through like cheese
Fuckin' with the G's up under the trees
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So when you see me on the A -B -E
Fuckin' with the Mark Street Clips
servin' creamy
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It's just that hog shit all up in my veins
Tryna feed you fools brain with game
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So when you see me on the A -B -E
Fuckin' with the Mark Street Clips
servin' creamy
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Fm
It's just that hog shit all up in my veins
Tryna feed you fools brain with game
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I be up under the trees
on the M -A -R -K
As soon as the dark hit,
sick niggas start shit
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All up in this ghetto, what a crazy place
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Where motherfuckers blast at a crazy face
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But that's the way it goes,
I eat the rules of the game
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Food, try me, and watch, die, lose, die, teeth
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To the street, or the pavement
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With cur up in your blood, fool,
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the chopper couldn't save ya
That G behavior,
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keep a nigga on his B's and Q's
I fuck with hogs and dogs,
check the fleas and fools
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Nigga, I'm all about my foot,
a fatty fuck a bread natty
Breakin' em down in the town,
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mobbin' Chevys
Boat deep, full of mob niggas,
sharp niggas
Open up the brain,
get up out the top, niggas
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I fuck with thugs,
what they mugs don't mean
Up on the avenue, up under the trees
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So when you see me on the ADE
Fuckin' with the Mark Street Clips,
servin' cream meat
Fm
It's just that hard shit all
up in my veins
Fm
Tryin' to feed you fools brain with game
C
So when you see me on the ADE
Fuckin' with your Mark Street clips,
serving cream meat
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It's just that hog shit,
all up in my veins
Tryna fit you fools brain
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with game
Outro 1
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