| Yeah, uhuh
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| Just right, uhuh
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| Fix this shit
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| One, two, yo, yo
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| Yo, I’ma bring it to your door like sure enough
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| Little niggas can’t stop the rush
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| You would think my gun just like bottled up
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| Beer in the freezer the way the fold busts
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| Red hoodies, Yves Saint Laurent on my nosebone
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| Make sure there’s digital lights up on my tombstone
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| Suited out with SWAT teams, AR-15s
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| With manpower that’ll kill your ghosts and your big dreams, shit
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| Y’all know how I do this for a livin'
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| Throw your head in the turkey fry on Thanksgiving
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| It’s me, the G-H to the O-S-T
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| With more cocoa to nut 'til I’m better than Nestlé
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| Strip search your reverend, hit 'im up next week
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| You don’t give me everything in the plate, you gon' weep
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| See two killers far left, the land’s too ceased
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| The thin one got the same shaped head as Bruce Lee
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| And both of them niggas is wearing Coogi
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| Who wanna size me up?
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| I got a 40 cal. |
| chillin' right beside my nuts
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| Shit is real hardcore
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| All my people from the front to the back hear
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| Yo, yo, ninety pound pitts, lockjaw on your femur
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| Kamikaze, I bomb like Hiroshima
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| You a lemur, I’mma get that monkey ass mutilated
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| Arrest the president, we emancipated
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| You gold plated niggas can’t fuck with the solid gold
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| That Wonderland shit got you stuck in the foxhole
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| I rock slow, push the four fifth down your tonsils
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| Fucking with the murderous clique that get hostile
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| Coke in the nostrils, bottles of Beluga
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| We movin' that weight from here to Chattanooga
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| Ruger, dress Prince down with a semi
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| Bulletproof glass, the trucks is double hemi
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| With more horsepower than Raceway Park
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| Fuck a spark, I’mma blaze like light in the dark
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| Move like a shark in shallow water, verbal slaughter
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| I hang that nigga Trump head south of the border |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Emancipated , by - Dabrye. Song from the album Three/Three, in the genre Электроника