| I got my paper right
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| Now I want pressure
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| Don’t know when it’s comin'
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| But it’s comin
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| Homicidal thoughts ridin' on a Mach
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| They know who they are, A.K. |
| fully charged
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| Know I owe you that, bullet in the dark
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| Double back annoying, double tap and start
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| Fucka fucka fucka, rockin' back and forth
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| Tape two clips together, that’s a double cross
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| Every a murder and they never solved
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| Ain’t gon' be no different when it come to y’alls
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| I’ma see about ya, fuck them people watching
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| Gotta go and get ya, too late when I got ya
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| Uzi got ya oozin' on your partner’s shirt
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| Heard your partner saw me, heard your partner merked
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| Only plays for keeps long as he deceased
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| Talkin' like a killer only killin' beasts
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| Only talkin' loud when the squad around
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| Catch a nigga solo, sleep 'em on the creep
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| Heard he was havin' conversation with them people
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| I’ma have that stick talk to him
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| Murder cases on a daily basis
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| I’ma pull up and have the stick talk to him
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| If I let him get away, they won’t look at me the same
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| No way Jose, I’ma have that stick talk to him
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| No way Jose, I’ma have that stick talk to him
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| No way Jose, I’ma have that stick talk to him
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| If I let him get away, they won’t look at me the same
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| Murder murder murder, I’ma have that stick talk to him
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| My Guala correct, I been ordered to hit
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| They already paid and they already left
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| Burners on deck like I ordered a chef
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| I brought the smoke like it roll out your chest
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| Fuck all the fame, suck on my thing
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| Behind, behind my buckle’ll swing
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| Still pullin' up in the bucket and bang
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| And I put that on my jugular vein
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| Robbery charges, choppers, revolers
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| Can’t talk about nothin' I was involved in
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| They can’t protect ya, Hannibal Lecter
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| Animal shelter, invite the dogs in (Open the gates)
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| Woof, woof, woof, woof (One to the head)
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| Nobody knew that he died
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| Only the shooter knew why
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| Heard he was havin' conversation with them people
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| I’ma have that stick talk to him
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| Murder cases on a daily basis
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| I’ma pull up and have the stick talk to him
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| If I let him get away, they won’t look at me the same
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| No way Jose, I’ma have that stick talk to him
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| No way Jose, I’ma have that stick talk to him
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| No way Jose, I’ma have that stick talk to him
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| If I let him get away, they won’t look at me the same
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| Murder murder murder, I’ma have that stick talk to him |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Way Jose , by - Gunplay. Song from the album ACTIVE, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп