| And my special guest is Stack Bundles, HANNN whats good, What did that noise
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| mean? |
| It means I’m in here it means I’m in the buildings and all that,
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| your from Redfern Far Rockaway? |
| Yes, now how is that working with the Harlem
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| swagger, are the two cliques getting along? |
| I mean like Far Rockaway isn’t for
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| nobody shit so I embrace me so whatever I embrace it works out we Anit never
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| had nothin …
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| Most niggas is cowards, hide behind the record like a shield
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| Mention my name and you gon' get killed
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| Blood spilled for real, you niggas better chill
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| Cause I solemnly swear to get uglier than Seal
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| Not behind my back
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| Only thing I got in common with ass is I clap
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| Shut up, get up, bet it burns more than your sit ups
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| What you ate, you spit up
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| Fuck your outfit up, blood all over your number nines
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| That cute shit you was saying wasn’t funny to mine
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| We dead ass serious
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| So that smack battle rap shit will get you left dead ass serious
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| Look at me, don’t I look like a nice guy?
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| I walk around with your head priced high
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| Niggas playing theyselves like suicide drills
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| Russian roulette with a TEC, you know suicide kills
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| Dick up in his ear, fuck what you heard
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| Changed up the pitch, couldn’t hit the curve
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| Bum nigga go and pick a curb
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| Shawty wasn’t lit so I hit the swerve
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| Booty knocking over tables, that’s an ass-fault
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| Touchdown, nigga hit it on the asphalt
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| V foreign whip came with a passport
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| Counting straps like I’m tryna rub a rash off
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| Caught slipping and he froze up
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| Never pimps down, hoes up
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| Head shot, now his toes up
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| Represent your hood nigga, throw it up |