Тональность: A major•
Verse 1
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Back With A vegence minus the
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Big pendants till the think my head
Big but I got the same coat affendants
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And rap is like tennis (why) a bunch
A back and forth my ratchets
my racket
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That'll back em off, off with a hater
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Head bury em still breathin six feet
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In his own burough for no reason now
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That is freezing I figured I'd put the
Coupes up get two trucks
with smokey gray and
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Blue guts a few bucks to get you but juice up
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Or ride around with the roof
up cause if not
They snatch you right outta
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Ya outer layer I'll lay ya down plus I'm
Bout it player I get were I'm
goin without
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A favor without politic
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s tricks a feed pass
I need cash with seats fast with me I gotta
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Eat I am a don with my feat
Song it is but I have always
liked the beat
So therfore it's mine or eat,
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Dust niggas is grimey so only
in hammers we can
Trust till it's a slammer in them cuffs
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I am legend I make mixtape heaven
ya peasent
You don't wanna be the
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187 ya done I break bread into
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Some so in the winter I come the
swith siders won't work
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I tell em get em from them
your never sick of this
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Your related christmas gift
the hating don't get the
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Chris paper won't get you this
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my balance is rediculous
These old niggas frivolous
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you can't be serious they all
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On they periods might as well make
them bleed all over
They tight clothing I pop shit
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metal despite logan a whole
Lyric explosin they can play
the club all the time nobody
Knows him but me on the other
hand 3 to 7 lawsuits are open I'm
Smoking nigga New York city ain't
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joking my flow
Poten stronger then a pure
block warlock attitude like
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I'm the one your not 1964 drop
1982 boy 2009 style you
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Outta the blind now well the best
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what over my gold casket
Fatherless child bastard if there
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is a requirment test
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Then I've past it with flying colors
flying spurring damn near
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All rim no rubber I'm in take cover I been
where many won't go
You won't blow tour the world
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and going back also middle
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Finger popo they punks behind
a badge watch ya back don't
Eat cheese chunks I'm not a rat
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keep pumps and nines packed
Or get line backed flat line,
line em up we balling in diamond
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Up I'm all in and out a slut nigga get
your dollars up ya proud
Of what nigga ya pouted up!
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