Tonalité : E minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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See these niggas yeah,
I'ma soak these niggas and
smoke these niggas
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They provoke,
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these niggas'll get choked
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Had a man leave, hit the throat
Unstoppable, still take flight
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And glide through the air, a view to a kill
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I kill a kill and I realize
And all better yet,
I've come to the conclusion
Fuck a scrap,
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I prefer entries and exits over contusions
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That grooves and cause payback
Built up animosity,
atrocities such as these
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Could only lead to my gang's
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being depleted
So repeated,
I whisper an oath as sacred as yes and sworn
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I see you try to hate on what I create
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Like what I said you are, nigga,
you ain't shit, nigga
Some shit you and your thug crew
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ain't never even dreamed of
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So here it is, snap!
In your dome while you sittin'
in your low with your bitch
You ain't worth shit,
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no wack -ass nigga that ain't got it
Talk that shit now, nah,
nigga, real eyes like me
I'll hit you in broad daylight on the
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streets you bang on
I whoopin' that chicken,
I know you good for that chicken
But you stood for that chicken,
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sippin' like a little bigger
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But what would you expect from
a punk bitch as you is?
Just shut the fuck up and pay
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attention to the chicken
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I hear you woofin' that chicken,
I know you cook for that chicken
But you stood for that chicken,
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sippin' like a little bigot
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But, what would you expect from
a punk bitch as you win?
Just shut the fuck up and pay attention to
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It's a perfect example of a product,
cut up, slash your wrist
Bash your heads against the wall, shut up
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But it fastens in, past the 20 twin twin
Linus
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Flame,
Amber
Smith, smoke in your dome
Cock your chrome, see the flash,
feel the impact
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For your own when no one home
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Phone for the mouth like a rabid,
Wild
Wilder in post
Sink into the comfort of your home
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like you're heroin overdoses
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All aboard the locomotive,
leaving no tracks through these rails
When all else fails, it's the
Peruvian in
Port
Adel
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You stay low down, lay low -key,
than a motherfucker
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Now you make no sound,
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you don't even breathe when you're in your bunkers
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Cause the localness monster keep them
brain cells wetter than water
Shattered glass, full metal jackets,
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ripping through your house structure
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Butchers, spineless, cowardice,
rather submit, admit defeat
Cause we gut you and tie you up
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to a lamppost by your feet
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With your intestines, cuz,
you ain't in these streets
But we'll see what's really crackin'
in the afterlife when we meet over here
I you woofin' that chicken,
I know you good for that chicken
But you stood for that chicken,
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sippin' like a little bigot
Em
But what would you expect from
a punk bitch as you is
Just shut the fuck up and pay
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attention to the chicken
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I hear you woofin' that chicken,
I know you good for that chicken
But you stood for that chicken,
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sippin' like a little bigot
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But what would you expect from
a punk bitch as you is
Just shut the fuck up and pay
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attention to the sheep
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This bitch niggas got a conflict
I'm on some con shit, con shit
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Pussy for sticks up in your mom's shit
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Oklahoma bombing
And bomb the building an
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d hold everybody hostage
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Till four of my docs they start killing
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It's for the million
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Man I get the dough for my children
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I'm a no partner gangster
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but you bitch niggas knew it
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You niggas silly
And
Mr.
Segal roll like
Philly
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Affiliated with niggas won't
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let your ass get near me
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Bout cash really
Hit the streets with sacks and nillies,
stirrin' crack with max
Run the streets like the cops
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who's out to get me
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You breathe cause I'm not there,
and leave when you even think
There's a chance I'll be rollin'
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by your block near there
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Like a scarecrow,
I'm like the headless horseman
Ridin' with sacks, business,
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and your bitch's riches in my hands
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I'm to connect, man, but my nigga
Lo said you's a hoe
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So we smash like rock posse
and knock niggas like
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Nazi souls
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You would sell me
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I know you good for that chicken
But you stood for that chicken
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Sip and lock a little bigger
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But what would you expect from
a punk bitch as you win?
Just shut the fuck up and pay
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attention to the chicken
I hear you whoopin' that chicken,
I know you cook for that chicken
But you stood for that chicken,
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sippin' like a little bigot
But what would you expect from
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a punk bitch as you win?
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Em
Just shut the fuck up and pay
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attention to the chicken
Cuz just gaze and glance at
motherfuckers as if he really banger
Bang niggas and break noses open
and grab throats and start chokin'
He jokin', fake ass nigga,
you ain't ride or die on the south side
or the east side with a mac a gauge or a projectile or
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any kind of what scrapping niggas to test like
the pin my high school i do blast niggas at lunch
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standing out front the school like a sniper
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cut you and leave you in the road like a hitchhiker
dime come peak acting hard at the grade
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