调：Db major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Ayo,
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ayo regardless of rain or snow, sleet or hail, I kick street tails, choking niggas
like I'm
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Freewell,
Golden
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State, holdin' your face,
in the palm of my hand, blow you
Abdul -Ulema
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make me go extra hard
Yo
Norris, should I hold back an
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Quit at 16 or throw in extra balls
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I show em why it's so hard to reach us I
get pussy with my father's features
Packed in, like
Green
Bay,
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Harlem
Queen's
Day
Performing acapella, no
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Make it seem easy, so tell a friend to
tell a friend that it's them again
Nature,
Yeager, wild prevalent
Champagne on the rocks, pouring the
Fort
Knox,
Lazarus
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dis respecting what your body gave him
Pumped a shoddy gauge and hit
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the shorty while he potty training
so be the first
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Uz i, it hurts, leave you double dead I'm a bubble head,
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My mother said, ay o,
I hold niggas ransom
Johnny
I think I got a grandson
My passion is money,
That won't ask no questions,
but don't blast anybody
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kinda world I wanna live in
Not a cell or a prison,
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where my niggas control the middle
Living in rich places, sick places
See my story, six thousand, six hundred
Sixty -six pages, wages
I wrote six aces,
and at the same dice game
ready to dig faces
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But the bringing ain't
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Cats like to rip places, bloody lip tasers
Kim is a big racist
But I stand for these big places
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But the world know your girl though
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I fuck her off a furlough, she'll be up
Put me up, all your sales could be locked
Only questions for these
You the type that need a wife
Throw a
I lay it down, fuck around, I spray around
Ain't no niggas in the world you
know thorough than this
dead on your lips
That'll come back quick
See, the plan is to stash y 'alls
Cash y 'alls, the weed's so strong
They gotta put it in glass jars
Niggas try to smoke me out then,
smoke me out
Cause the rims on my new
joint be pokin' out
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I'm about to have no feelings, shit is deep
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Do they dance with the devil
I wake up drippin' the air,
wishin' to hear
Shit that they kick in your ear,
when your soul drift in the air
My gift is half rotten,
when I spit it's a tear
That shit'll drop down my eye,
I'm too tired to cry
And I ain't never seen a nigga
that's too live to die
They say you get what you ask for,
get it cause you ask for it
A nigga ain't a thief,
then he better have the cash for
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we'd get the same time gott 'ya
into the hood, one playin'
like straight to the brain
Hennessy straight
With tomato juice, queen stallions
Bought guns from the
Italians
Now ya'll niggas recognize medallions
I play the best hood,
Tim
Westwood
Used to be on sex with eight,
now my section is good
Dogged out niggas,
cream as much as we could
Y 'all save my shit,
and I don't give a fuck what
You can save your shit,
y 'all niggas like extra skin on my dick
Listen to
Bob
Marley, y funny niggas like
Steve
Harvey
Frontin' live with a weak army
I play the nice guy
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Drew, and he can smoke with you
I ain't got no love for you
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That's why I never do a song with you
moms fuck the crew
cause we swallow it too
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I still say no, no is no, no can do
The niggas drinkin'
Outro 1
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