Тональность: A minor•
Verse 1
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We, we don't give a fuck
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about you
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Your homey on the block
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can get it too
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Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang- ster,
save your
crew, before I put a hit out on you
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Be fore I let my niggaz come through
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Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang- ster,
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Yeah! I come creepin through your
Verse 2
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hood in
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the dead of the night boy
It's good that you ain't scared
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to die cause you might boy
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Nigga cross the line, and my
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wolves'll jump on you
The beef escalate,
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they'll be back to dump on you
They follow orders,
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I tell 'em to let off that pump at you
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Before you snitch, yeah see I know
what you chumps'll do
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Sunny day, hot fudge, vanilla banana split
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Four niggaz in a whip, AK banana clip
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War time, frontline,
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nigga ride or run and hide
Everything alive dies,
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why ask why? Why cry
Man up, chump,
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worryin is for the weak
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You could hold your own or get
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left for dead in the street
Verse 3
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hood when I pop up,
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minked up and rocked up
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Niggaz ice grill cause these
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O.G.'s is washed up
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I got a left like, Winky Wright
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My pinky bright,
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my bank card'll end your life
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Niggaz scheme but they sweeter
than, cookies'n'cream
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Homey I got more blocks than
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Hakeem the Dream
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That ain't taskforce money,
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that's real police
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I got my ratchet in the
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alley with that fiend Denise
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Cruise the streets,
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stuntin in that Maybach sixty- two
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Nigga what my dope goin fo',
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62, c'mon! A gram
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Try to jux and you hoods
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get catscans Uhh, Banks
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I got a crew of schitzos behind me,
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I give 'em the word
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They'll wet your whole block
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up, like the tsunami
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Try me, and your mami'll be
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right in the lobby
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And they'll be feedin you Jello,
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like you're Bill Cosby
Yeah everybody yellin yeah, so
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Then somebody gets hit in the melon,
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Don't go tongue lashin we pull
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it
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Niggaz'll put stabs in your boy
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like Brad Pitt in Troy
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Be shakin like a cutty,
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with his last bit of boy
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And I'll be calm cause
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there's bulletproof glass in the toy
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Yeah I'm flashy as fuck,
mashin with Buck
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Windows up blowin
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big cause there's stash in the truck,
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what?
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