Тональность: F# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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how you gon' fuck
with a player like me?
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Smokin' Doja weed, keyed with the heat
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Microwave, tryna make a bitch slay
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And on the microphone
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I leave a trick in her days
So beef is your boy, spit that shit like this
Keep the studio tacked off Doja miss
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And spit a dose of this P -I
-N -P -I -N -G
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Hundred percent hog shit for
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my cutties and freaks
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So nigga peak game,
let me get up in your brain
And lay some of you fools
on how these soldiers maintain
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And man, it's just that game,
spit up on that
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Highest level, up in the ghetto
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Where niggas strap scrap metal
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Fuckin' black fellows, if they come fall
G with Keurup in your blood
Suck a back up off me
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I'm fuckin' with the thugs
Servin' thugs what they mug on me
And up on the avenue,
up under the trees
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So when you see
me on the ADE
Fuckin' with them white
street cliques
Servin' green meat
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It's just that hog shit all
up in my veins
Tryna feed these fools brain decay
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So when you see me on the A .D .E.
Fuckin' with the March 3 clips,
servin' cream meat
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It's just that hard shit
all up in my veins
Tryin' to fix you through the spring,
but yeah
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Now up under the trees you see G's,
plenty
Some older than 30,
and some younger than 20
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But best believe me, I
won't deceive thee
When I say these niggas
blowin' brains up off beanies
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And the cream be poppin' daily
So maybe that baby white girl
Can get the Chevy dip with a pearl
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Coke white seats with
the brunettes blown
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And if the track keep me fat
I'll put them thangs on
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415s with the zapco
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And these bitches steady
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runnin' with the strap -o
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We need metal for those
Jealous fellows, you set trip
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We empty the clip up out them iPhotos
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Case closed, you already know
We throw elbows, but Warden will grow
Left 50 shells on the pavement
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Left MC through like cheese
Fuckin' with the G's up under the trees
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So when you see me on the A -B -E
Fuckin' with the Mark Street Clips
servin' creamy
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It's just that hog shit all up in my veins
Tryna feed you fools brain with game
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So when you see me on the A -B -E
Fuckin' with the Mark Street Clips
servin' creamy
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It's just that hog shit all up in my veins
Tryna feed you fools brain with game
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I be up under the trees
on the M -A -R -K
As soon as the dark hit,
sick niggas start shit
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All up in this ghetto, what a crazy place
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Where motherfuckers blast at a crazy face
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But that's the way it goes,
I eat the rules of the game
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Food, try me, and watch, die, lose, die, teeth
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To the street, or the pavement
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With cur up in your blood, fool,
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the chopper couldn't save ya
That G behavior,
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keep a nigga on his B's and Q's
I fuck with hogs and dogs,
check the fleas and fools
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Nigga, I'm all about my foot,
a fatty fuck a bread natty
Breakin' em down in the town,
Boat deep, full of mob niggas,
sharp niggas
Open up the brain,
get up out the top, niggas
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I fuck with thugs,
what they mugs don't mean
Up on the avenue, up under the trees
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So when you see me on the ADE
Fuckin' with the Mark Street Clips,
servin' cream meat
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It's just that hard shit all
up in my veins
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Tryin' to feed you fools brain with game
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So when you see me on the ADE
Fuckin' with your Mark Street clips,
serving cream meat
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It's just that hog shit,
all up in my veins
Tryna fit you fools brain
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with game
Outro 1
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