| Check this, look
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| I do it like this, look
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| Say one time for your motherfuckin' mind like
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| Or two times if you came in with your vibe right
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| And three times if you’re ready to vibe tonight
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| Yeah, yeah, now look, I say (Guard your face)
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| Who said we wasn’t steppin' in? |
| Ayy
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| Guess again, hah, guess again
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| Y’all thought I wasn’t gon' make it out, beat the odds, and win?
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| Guess again, hah, guess again
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| You said I never learned to separate all the snakes from friends?
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| Guess again, shit, guess again
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| You thought I wasn’t gon' be able to switch the Porsche from the Benz?
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| Guess again, shit, guess again
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| Yeah, back when I was a youngin
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| We just trying to double my double-up, stack up my fetty, and blow
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| Ooh, my niggas was ready to go, uh
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| We tryna break the doors
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| Uncle was slangin' dope
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| In Deb’s house with the fiends, yeah
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| I really seen it up close, uh
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| Graduated to the Rollie face with the VS2s in it
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| I don’t want the Benz if it ain’t blue on it
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| Rappin' like '05 Fab, fuck around and have to get Clue on it
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| Actin' like you want it, girl, what you finna do on it?
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| Ayy, is you gon' act a fool on it?
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| Wham, bam, then I’m cool on it
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| Smokin' to pass time, can’t sleep
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| Thinkin' 'bout my goals, every single dollar that the labels owe
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| I can’t go back to sharing burgers or clothes
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| Burners and hoes, Al-Qaeda soldier, I’m determined to blow
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| Yeah, from all angles, go Kurt on them hoes, yeah
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| Exotic kush and I’m burnin' it slow, woah
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| Save your cap, I done heard it before
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| You thought we came to an end, uh
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| Tell them niggas guess again, yeah (Guard your face)
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| Who said we wasn’t steppin' in? |
| Ayy
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| Guess again, hah, guess again
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| Y’all thought I wasn’t gon' make it out, beat the odds, and win?
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| Guess again, hah, guess again
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| You said I never learned to separate all the snakes from friends?
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| Guess again, shit, guess again
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| You thought I wasn’t gon' be able to switch the Porsche from the Benz?
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| Guess again, shit, guess again
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| Look, steppin' in, reppin' again, we goin' postal
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| Quick chance, bust Ray Bans, high off the dope, uh
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| Got the fans liftin' they hands, who want smoke?
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| Yeah, that’s what I like
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| I just aim for the best, straight from the West
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| With them head hunters, boy, they don’t aim for your chest
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| Lookin' goofy in the studi' with a chain and a vest
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| Lookin' lame, this is chess, real game manifest
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| Hear my name and ask a nigga am I flame? |
| Nigga, yes
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| I don’t strain, I don’t stress
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| Mix the Chucks with the damn near anything 'cause I can dress
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| Real thang in the flesh
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| Can’t complain when you blessed
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| Just ace it if you test
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| Now you see me, don’t you?
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| You’ll really do it in Paris and Santorini, won’t you?
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| Just 'cause he fuck you from time to time, that don’t mean he want you
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| That’s just my thoughts while I’m rollin' to Mr. Feeny, coastin'
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| I hope your team is focused
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| West, one question (Guard your face)
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| Who said we wasn’t steppin' in? |
| Ayy
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| Guess again, hah, guess again
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| Y’all thought I wasn’t gon' make it out, beat the odds, and win?
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| Guess again, hah, guess again
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| You said I never learned to separate all the snakes from friends?
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| Guess again, shit, guess again
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| You thought I wasn’t gon' be able to switch the Porsche from the Benz?
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| Guess again, shit, guess again
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| Ayy, one time for your motherfuckin' mind like
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| Or two times if your motherfuckin' mind right
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| Or three times if your motherfuckin' mind right
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| Yeah (C'mon, c’mon) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Guess Again , by - Audio Push. Song from the album No Rest... For The Blessed - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп