Тональность: E minor
Verse 1
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Morele, this song's dedicated to my Darkonejo,
aka Kanjo, Mr. Perterous Flow.
Don't trip, fuck these fools.
A little rap jam from my right
-hand man.
Vámonos.
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Another vato's bout to bite the dust.
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Fuck him with a cartel
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I hold it down in my Southside town.
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Heard a buster got beef,
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he know where to be found
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What the fuck? Another drive, I was up
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Killing everybody when the
weapons erupt
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Don't give a fuck,
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everybody catching lead
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AKs, 47 rounds to the head
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Empty the mag, holla at you fags
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Thought you held it down,
now your body bag
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Here's the plan, do the job so neat
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Rid my enemies from the
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Time to chill, lay low on the deal
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Cause Forensics looking
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for my ID on the steel
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Ain't gonna hap pen,
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did a professional hit
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No fingerprint or suspect to get
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All my enemigas get blasted up
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Mastermind job, homie,
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Think you callin' shots,
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Conejo, Enco, Porro,
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fuck your whole day up
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All my enemigas get blasted up
Mastermind job, homie,
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Think you callin' shots,
homie, back on up
Conejo, Enco, Porro,
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fuck your whole day up
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Yeah, you all buffed up with your tattoos
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So instead of catchin' one,
dawg, you're catchin' two
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Little cock, smokin' dissa on the internet
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I reach through your Macintosh
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Pipin' down your bitch,
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It's nothin' personal,
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Tried to keep the beef wrapped,
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but you called me out
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Now I got a infrared pointin'
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Where you at, homes?
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I'm about to slap
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you with a loaded clapper
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In a three -piece, clean and dapper
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Nobody at your funeral
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cause it didn't matter
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Tryna be a G, man you got no school
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Acting all gumbalo, yes I got you the tool
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En emy goes crack when the
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Haha, to fuck your whole day up
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Homeboy, all my enemy guys
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Mastermind job,
homie that's what's up
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Think you calling shots, homie back on up
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Go left, wake up home,
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fuck your whole day up
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All my enemy guys get blasted up
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Mastermind job,
homie that's what's up
Think we callin' shots,
homie, back on up
Gon' have to work us hard,
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fuck your whole day up
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Plottin' on your death,
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it's a serious issue
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What you think I'd only
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Charlie Holmes,
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want someone to miss you
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Pointin' at you with two
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You ain't worth a sixteen,
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gonna point the beam
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Between your eyes, Saturday surprise
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Bring some tears to your half -eyes eyes
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You get a new tux, perfect size
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Got you a new box,
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Tryin' to clown with your bullshit rhymes
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Used to do the bang shit,
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then I did the slang shit
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now it's back to the gang shit
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Roll deep with the S's that I hang with
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With my conjo up a twenty -fifth
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Little homies do the hideous shit
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You on the wrong side of town,
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man, you catchin' a clip
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All my enemy guys get
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Mastermind job, want me fast,
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Think you callin' shots,
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Go left, go in, go home,
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fuck your whole day up
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All my enemikas get blasted up
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Mastermind job, only that's what's up
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Think you're calling shots?
Hold me back, hold up
Kulejo and Kupo 'o,
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fuck your whole day up
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Kulejo and Kupo 'o, imperial
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Oleg Kulejo don't trip, dawg
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I'ma hold these bastards down
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while you're out of town
Outro 1
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