| I need ten percent of everything, that’s what Beanie said
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| Koop said play your cards right lil bruh, you gotta spread
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| Wildin' with no fuckin' bread like lil bruh use your head
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| I told my granny they don’t understand me, I’m a thoroughbred
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| Tension when I’m in the room, I can feel the heat
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| Boy Lil Nine be totin' stupid straps, I’m talkin' HIV
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| And if it’s beef then where the biscuits at 'cause we ready to eat
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| Beef then where the biscuits at 'cause we ready to feast
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| Fresh up out the county joint, now a nigga ballin'
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| This a freestyle jit, no fuckin' phone like who the hell I’m callin'
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| Lil Mimi just parked off the curb, he fresh off a serve
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| And what’s off in my double cup, this here gon' chill your nerves
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| Red dot on some hollow tippers, we the tampon crew
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| We gon' stick 'em up and rob the boy, finesse him out his shoes
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| We were known for toting sticks, no lil twenty-twos
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| Leave a stain on your wifebeater, same color suwoop
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| GlokkNine I’m a fuckin' menace, you can call me Dennis
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| Free Lil Mookey, that my brother man, I’m fresh off a sentence
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| He get caught, that boy gon' fuckin' sing, like a lullaby
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| What they rappin', that shit nonfiction, vow to tell no lies
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| I won’t ever testify, that shit ain’t a hundred
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| Out here like you in the streets but lowkey runnin' from me
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| I’m coming out your bitch throat, yeah just like some vomit
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| And after I make her clean it up I told the bitch who’s comin'
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| Ayy, yeah, Sour K on the beat, yeah
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| Uh, ayy, yeah, Sour K on the beat, yeah
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| That lil bitch a nat, she a freak up in them sheets
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| She know I’m kind of ugly, it’s like beauty and the beast
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| I was with my niggas, I ain’t been home in a week
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| We was stolo, slidin' foreign, out here tearin' up these streets
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| Ask your daddy and your mama 'bout them fuckin' YJB’s
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| We’ll pull up in the Sprinter, air it out and clear the scene
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| Lil Took he be trippin', he just rollin' off a bean
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| He knew that he was hit the way lil Tooray swung the beam, uh
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| Stringray and the Beamer, heart cold, below degrees
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| I’m quick to bless a nigga like he motherfuckin' sneezed
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| These jits behind me reckless, some of 'em younger than me
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| No Nike, we gon' check it, ain’t no flexin', bitch it’s me
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| No no Nike, we gon' check it, ain’t no flexin', bitch it’s me
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| Uh, ayy, yeah, yeah you know I’m YJB, yeah
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| Uh, ayy, what it do, what it do
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| Uh, ayy, ayy, I’m at your tooth
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| Uh, ayy, whole hundred in the booth
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| Yeah, ayy, GlokkNine, ain’t no damn Quay
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| Uh, ayy, yeah, uh ayy, uh ayy, yeah, ayy
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| Uh ayy, uh ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
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| Uh ayy, yeah ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
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| Uh ayy, uh ayy, it’s not on Quay
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| Yeah ayy, ayy ayy |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 10 Percent , by - 9lokkNine. Song from the album Bloodshells Revenge, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп