Wet'm 创作者：
Willie D
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Verse 1
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
I'll write all your ra dio raps
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Am Am 
 
Right now, you're tuned in
to the realest in the gang
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Am Am 
 
B B 
 
Rap a lot, recognize the mob,
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Am Am 
 
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
nigga
C C 
 
B B 
 
E E 
 
B B 
 
I'm straight and dirty,
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
leavin' my foes bloody
Am Am 
 
Time out,
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
how many niggas wanna find out
From the blind spot
B B 
 
C C 
 
B B 
 
My enemies I  locate in this rhyme
Am Am 
 
Just like the fuckin' Kennedys
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E E 
 
They die and they prime
Am Am 
 
I got my mind on  Cruz
drinkin' booze
Poppin' no -dose
Rollin' on my momos
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Am Am 
 
Sayin' fuck the po -po's
When you deal, deal with me
C C 
 
How your ass figure?
Am Am 
 
Better finish me off
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Am Am 
 
E E 
 
Cause I'm a su  per bad nigga
Am Am 
 
Man, it  depressin'
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It's my state of being
Am Am 
 
Ain't no revenge
B B 
 
Am Am 
 
I'll shoot your ass up just like a syringe
Fuck the pen
And charge push
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
I  got somethin' for his ass
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And it's hard looks
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And I hooked on funnies,
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Em Em 
 
Am Am 
 
I hooked on clunny, tunny
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Am Am 
 
And drive -bys on bitches
that I despise
Pushin' for my demise and survival
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
The realest, they ain't ready for this
But if these bitches tired of livin'
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E E 
 
And their ass wanna trip
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Am Am 
 
C C 
 
First I get em', then I let em'
Am Am 
 
I pull my strap back, oom,
and I wet em'
There's some killers over here,
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fuck you over there
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
I   let my nuts hang to the floor,
I don't care
E E 
 
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
First I get em', then I let em'
I pull my strap back, oom, and I wet em'
It's the chemists over here,
fuck you over there
B B 
 
I let my nuts hang to the floor,
C C 
 
E E 
 
I  don't care
Am Am 
 
About the implications I'm facing,
C C 
 
death and incarceration
Am Am 
 
Just give me my fucking mail
and my visitations
Masons and politicians pro
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Am Am 
 
moting bitterness
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And such a fortune in fame
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and neglected shit
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
First I get em, then I let em
Am Am 
 
I   pull my strap back,
B B 
 
Am Am 
 
boom, and I wet em
Now my foes can't talk,
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
my foes can't walk
My foes can't stalk
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C C 
 
B B 
 
cause they buried in the chalk
Am Am 
 
Nigga runnin' up  on me, not for silly
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Am Am 
 
No brotherly love, not for Philly
From Houston, Texas to New York City
People stop breathin' when
they fuckin' with Willie
Really though, silly hoe
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Am Am 
 
Who the hell you think you tryin' to fool?
All this time thought we was cool
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Am Am 
 
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All this heat gon' blow my fuse
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Am Am 
 
Wanna  come up,
gotta pay some dues
Niggas like me got nothin' to lose
Won't give you no cap,
bet you want some shoes
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
Keep on playin',
gon' make the news
Who can I trust?
Who can I bust?
Keepin' my back hot, this a must
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If I don't kill any gods to live
Am Am 
 
I'ma leave a motherfuck
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er with a doctor's
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
First I get him, then I let him
Am Am 
 
I   put my strap back,
C C 
 
boom, and I let him
Am Am 
 
B B 
 
I   let my nuts hang to the floor,
I don't care
E E 
 
B B 
 
Am Am 
 
First I get em, then I let em,
I pull my strap back, boom and I wet em
It's the killas over here, fuck you over there
I let my nuts hang to the floor,
I don't care
Here go the third verse,
watch this curve
Niggas in the club smokin' herb
Bought me a drink, stood by the bar
Niggas on the dance floor goin' to war
Am Am 
 
Ain't shit to me, I done seen it all
Cut up drawers, springs on the wall
Not that many seen what I saw
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E E 
 
Hell, it's the life of a good old boy
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Am Am 
 
Got niggas at the crib, ready to go
All I got to do is say so
Am Am 
 
Pull my shit, blast it, that's it
Get in the casket
These boys can't fuck with me