| Ah, waaaaaan
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| Waan, ah
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| A lot of these fools want to put harm up on me
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| Little do they know, I got that vicious blade on me
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| 760 for the dick, 4 in the mornin'
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| Cannonballs flyin' but I swear they ain’t goin' to harm me
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| Blood shore, frozen black door if you want me
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| That’s where I’ll be, cuttin' heads when I’m lonely
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| Fuck a damn law, I break 'em all, now they want me
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| I’ma eat good while my enemy is hungry
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| Bitch, I’m in some ice, holding mountains while it’s stormin'
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| Even Captain Kuchiki told me that they couldn’t hold me
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| All these niggas slow like a sloth, I be runnin'
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| I’m so far ahead, I don’t even see 'em comin'
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| Roll it up and light it, hit the mall, fuck the munchies
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| I’ma beat your ass if you don’t got my money
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| I don’t do no I-owe-you's, so bitch, come up with somethin'
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| And if you don’t, I will be leavin' with your blood, bitch
|
| A lot of these fools want to put harm up on me
|
| Little do they know, I got that vicious blade on me
|
| 760 for the dick, 4 in the mornin'
|
| Cannonballs flyin' but I swear they ain’t goin' to harm me
|
| Blood shore, frozen black door if you want me
|
| That’s where I’ll be, cuttin' heads when I’m lonely
|
| Fuck a damn law, I break 'em all, now they want me
|
| I’ma eat good while my enemy is starvin'
|
| A lot of these fools want to put harm up on me
|
| Little do they know, I got that vicious blade on me
|
| 760 for the dick, 4 in the mornin'
|
| Cannonballs flyin' but I swear they ain’t goin' to harm me
|
| Blood shore, frozen black door if you want me
|
| That’s where I’ll be, cuttin' heads when I’m lonely
|
| Fuck a damn law, I break 'em all, now they want me
|
| I’ma eat good while my enemy is hungry
|
| Bitch, I’m in the ice, holding mountains while it’s stormin'
|
| Even Captain Kuchiki told me that they couldn’t hold me
|
| All these niggas slow like a sloth, I be runnin'
|
| I’m so far ahead, I don’t even see 'em comin'
|
| Roll it up and smoke it, hit the mall, fuck the munchies
|
| I’ma beat your ass if you don’t got my money
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| I don’t do no I-owe-you's, so bitch, come up with somethin'
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| And if you don’t, I will be leavin' with your blood, bitch |