| Yeah uh
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| It’s Edo
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| Yo
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| Gangster shit is what a thug do
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| Bullets make holes so they can plug you
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| Blanket bear hug you, feds bug you
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| Give you 55 Terrell shrug you, that’s what drugs do
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| Put you in the game then they snub you
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| On some TV shit doing everything the plug do
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| So low the Highs all above you
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| Have you asking a hooker does she love you
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| Me and ma peoples are peaceful, you all deceitful
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| Can’t watch me dog you loaded like vivo
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| Some love casino some love cathedral
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| I’m on ma 97 shit like Ebro
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| Bobbing and weaving nodding and thieving
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| For obvious reasons in the love we no longer believe in
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| What we achieving we still breathing champ flow Edo and Camp Lo
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| Nigga
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| I give leverage I suggest love em and leave em
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| But I just love em and keep em until love is illethal
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| New breathing oh well I love ma love ma niggas
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| Love ma vigle love ma finger on da trigger
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| Shooting at the mic changing the picture
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| Love is a gamble when i’m always winning
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| seduce her Medusa will boot her till she out that linen
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| What is love is it a drug then i’m overdosing
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| now them doves is floating
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| Yeah! |
| yo!
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| I beat this boom bap brutally, beautifully
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| Your buffoonery make you cured mean
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| I’m speaking at your eulogy
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| Cause you got outa hand liquored off a duty free
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| Kicking doors break locks unhinge them
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| I rather save lives than avenge them
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| I’m from the era of cassette recorder
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| Up is a small word with a tall order
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| Love
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| Maybe it’s the Love love love love
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| Maybe it’s the Love love love love
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| The love |