| I make moves that get me where I’m goin'
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| Break fools that act like they ain’t know it
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| Highscorin' the sound, with the glitch off
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| Cause that’s that kid, a master kid, that bastard kid
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| Havin' to break shit or taste shit
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| Look, muthafucka, if you ain’t me, you ain’t shit
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| Fuckin' faggot, you know I coulda been stucka to ya
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| Nigga, I wouldn’t even think about fuckin' with you
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| But now I know you’re man enough'
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| Think the type like who the fuck this?
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| Shit is gettin' bad, I’m robbin' niggas actin' rough Rick
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| And I know it’s just a matter of time befo' I get shot
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| So I’m a torture this nigga’s lil sister and make him watch
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| Live a nigga Low-Woe, they ain’t trained house shit
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| But I bet you can back on some mouse shit or I’ll punch you in
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| yo mouth, bitch
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| Aaaah! |
| A nigga broken off quick, hit the sandy mick chockin' off dick
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| How you feel eatin' dinner with a straw fo' you to suck through?
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| Fuck me? |
| No, fuck you! |
| Now I get to touch you
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| Fuckin' bitch suck a dick like a tai strap
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| What the ___? |
| glock play, gonna be the first… nigga that shot back
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| Got that?! |
| Can’t get it with me, know you’re not gon' be layin' right
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| ___? |
| You know what the fuck I’m sayin', right?
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| You will respect this, cause I get reckless
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| When I cut the dara-dara, you’ll be like 'what-the… no! |
| '
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| But it’s too late, let the heat sick-ar 'em
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| Found the heat, the concrete had found yo meat
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| Plus the underground still hot, steam comin' off you
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| Eyes ___? |
| back in his head, the coffin up
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| Trunk’s a fashion, the niggas are raw with this monsta def
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| Be a punk till death, ain’t nun' left but the memory of what
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| used to be a life
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| Funeral payments, just dry the blood from my knife
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| Y’all muthafuckas don’t understand, when they sung a song
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| Up in the casket with shades cause the eyes are gone
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| I know I’m raw, that’s why I bit my durtch slig ___?
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| But you made 'er hurt ___? |
| with that bullshit you did
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| Yeah, you want peace? |
| Take a piece o' this ammunition
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| And get yo ass straight out to Hudson, buy some all man fishin'
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| My mission is almost complete
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| This message will self destruct in two seconds
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| Beeeeeep! |