| Thraxx
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| I’ma have your momma cry
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| I’ma have my .45
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| 'Cause I’m sittin' in the court room, got my lawyer lyin'
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| You niggas place death threats, I swear to God, all are frontin'
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| Got the baddest bitch, pussy wet like a waterslide
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| Been doin' this since I was 14
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| Look it’s Big Sleez, my wrist chlorine
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| I’m servin' raw fiends, bricks of that morphine
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| A bunch of crates 'round my neck like New Orleans
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| Black tees nigga, Johnny Bravo
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| With the Draco, I go retardo
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| I got your bitch’s lip, I see tomorrow
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| I got the sticks swingin' like Leonardo (Mula!)
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| Talk and it’s one to the head, so what?
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| Why the fuck you niggas talkin'? |
| No discussion
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| Run up and it’s one to the leg, so what?
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| You should have walked, why the fuck you niggas runnin'?
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| Vetements and some Louis V,
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| where he get his jeans?
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| Make some clean diamond water, flexin' harder, I’m just me
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| In the V, switching lanes, my chains is danglin' to my knees
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| Servin' G’s out the window like McDonald’s servin' fiends
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| Wait, oh wait boy I can’t relate, no, my shit is fake
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| Niggas don’t want war with soldier, went to war, he M.I.A
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| Nigga hidin' at a knife and thinkin' that he couldn’t get
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| Get filleted like a fish fillet, machete to your face
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| Niggas playin' like a bitch today, finesse him out his chains
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| Wrap his chains all around the nigga, shoot em' in the face
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| I don’t fake 'cause I got clips today, so none of you niggas safe
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| I don’t fake 'cause I got clips today, so none of you niggas safe
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| Talk and it’s one to the head, so what?
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| Why the fuck you niggas talkin'? |
| No discussion
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| Run up and it’s one to the leg, so what?
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| You should have walked, why the fuck you niggas runnin'? |