Тональность: Gb major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Man
these niggas know the grips are clutch,
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getting chips a must, plus
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Come and sniff me up, uh
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The brokest niggas live till I fix him up
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And what? Since he goin' in his bag,
I'ma zip him up
I'm tired of these wack rappers
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Bunch of backpackers
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Weed them pack in the mack
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in the back of the lat, gat clappers
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Y 'all some bad actors,
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far from being pack trappers
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Shots twist your body around
since you was
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I don't know them dudes,
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I'm sick, get a grip
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It's uncontrollable, you know the rules
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I'm blamin' it until I jam a clip
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Niggas can't reflect so high,
he need a landing strip
Man, you don't stand a
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chance with the champ
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It is some Kansas City,
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I should break your legs
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You don't stand for shit, I'm trembling
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Man, handle it else
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I'll attempt you with the STANDBY FOR
But we ain't shooting you with cameras,
bitch
FRIDAY
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STANDBY FOR ACTION
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STANDBY FOR ACTION
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STANDBY FOR ACTION
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STANDBY FOR ACTION
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STANDBY FOR ACTION
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STANDBY FOR ACTION
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S .T .S.
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