| What the fuck?
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| Ayy, ayy
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| Ride with the motherfuckin' P’s in the back
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| If 12 pull us over, then you know we running track (Yoom)
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| Five dollar niggas wanna beef, but they whack (Beef, but they whack)
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| Focused on them M’s, so it ain’t no looking back (Ain't no lookin' back)
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| Ride with the motherfuckin' P’s in the back
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| Ride, ride with the motherfuckin' P’s in the back (Ride)
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| Ride with the motherfuckin' P’s in the back (P's in the back)
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| If 12 pull us over, then you know we running track (You know we runnin')
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| Slanging 'bows and ridin' clean, what the fuck a nigga mean?
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| Everyone got somethin' to say when you the one that got the scene
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| All this money floating around, boy, why you gotta hate for?
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| Get up in my way, that chopper tear you a new a-hole
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| You know that I’m from Memphis, don’t disrespect my pimpin'
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| Them bitches would not cook, we kicked 'em out our business
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| Triple M the business, bitch, we lions, I ain’t lying
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| Bitches wanna set up, so stop trying, you dying
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| That’s on God, I’m goin' hard, bitch, that work in my genes
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| Yeah, they thought that we was actin', so we made 'em split the scene
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| I was brought around that mackin', so I rock with a lean
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| Get to spraying at your head like some fucking oil sheen
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| Fuck all you haters, I gotta get at you later
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| My phone calls all 'bout the paper, now we neighbors with the mayor
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| Please excuse me for the smell, smelling like a whole bale
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| We finessed him out his mail, pussy nigga, hold the L
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| VVS’s killed the lights, you can dream about the price
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| Think about takin' somethin' tonight, lil' bitch, stop playin' with your life
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| AR pistol on me, you can tell 'cause I ain’t walking right
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| Duke Deuce, them too many guns
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| Nah, lil' bitch, we don’t walk this light
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| Ride with the motherfuckin' P’s in the back
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| If 12 pull us over, then you know we running track (Yoom)
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| Five dollar niggas wanna beef, but they whack (Beef, but they whack)
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| Focused on them M’s, so it ain’t no looking back (Ain't no lookin' back)
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| Ride with the motherfuckin' P’s in the back
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| Ride, ride with the motherfuckin' P’s in the back (Ride)
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| Ride with the motherfuckin' P’s in the back (P's in the back)
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| If 12 pull us over, then you know we running track (You know we runnin')
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| Hey, man, say, man, this a Triple M takeover, man
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| You know we finna give the game a whole new motherfuckin' makeover
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| Get with it or get ran the fuck over (Move, bitch, move, bitch)
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| (Move, fuck out the way)
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| (Bitch, move)
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| BHZ, BHZ, BHZ (What the fuck?)
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| You can get from 'round here if my niggas don’t know ya
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| Got niggas who want rank, they some motherfuckin' foot soldiers
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| My nigga, this our year, yeah, we takin' this shit over
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| You try to stop our ball, we can crash like some boulders
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| You can get from 'round here if my niggas don’t know ya
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| You can get from 'round here if my niggas don’t know ya
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| You can get from 'round here if my niggas don’t know ya
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| You try to stop our ball, we can crash like some boulders
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| Hey, we out here playin' for keeps
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| Hope that boy don’t think shit sweet
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| Come through drippin' like a leak
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| Say the wrong thing, get beat to sleep, uh
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| Plenty G’s, plenty keys, we know plenty fiends
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| Pop a bean, hit your scene, now we can’t go to sleep
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| Gang banging, fuckin' bitches, teachin' snitches with some stitches
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| Yes, I’m ridin' right or wrong, we ain’t sparin' you little bitches
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| Knew some niggas fuckin' features, get some head behind the bleachers
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| Trippin' off my city people, rappers scared to do a feature, lil' bitch (BHZ)
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| You can get from 'round here if my niggas don’t know ya
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| You can get from 'round here if my niggas don’t know ya
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| You can get from 'round here if my niggas don’t know ya
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| You try to stop our ball, we can crash like some boulders (What the fuck?)
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| Duke Deuce goin' hard and I got these niggas scared
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| I’m from Blackhaven, boy, them niggas bustin' heads
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| Say you’re next up, pussy nigga, go to bed
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| This bitch just tryna fuck, but I’m tryna burn her head
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| Bitch, I’m from the dead, you heard what I said
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| Chopper rrah-rrah, turn his ass to some shreds
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| Shout out hardcore bone magic, yeah, they red
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| And bitch, we GD crazy, and you heard what I said |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song BHZ , by - Duke Deuce. Song from the album Memphis Massacre 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп