| I hate when niggas tell they stories, talkin when they used to have it
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| Me I gotta it, I got a get money habit
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| I grew up living savage, ain’t no need in going backwards
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| Unless you talkin Biggie and hypnotize that’s a classic
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| My life story nothing short of monumental
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| The way I work the max I got a golden M emblem
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| Some would say a legend, I’m alright with moving kilos
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| 3 on the neck, a couple more for my amigos
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| Trap jumpin, Michael Jordan, Carolina tall heels
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| Pumpin Action Bronson shit to have me doing car wheels
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| Different kind of bounce, lame niggas might not recover
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| Facing death row, I ain’t talkin vibe covers
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| But since you talkin 90s that was me with the chainsaw
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| I’ll just try and see if the beef will remain raw
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| I just want the pussy and please don’t say more
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| And quit aksin questions bout what the AK for
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| I stick it out the window, start blasting it
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| Bullets flyin, niggas duckin like this classic shit
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| Speed off right after I hit up yo girls car
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| Last thing you wanna hear is world star
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| The fiends won, so I feed em
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| Not in 808, they want that freedom
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| The fiends won, so I feed em
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| Not in 808, they want that freedom
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| My nigga crackin leads to see to change the game man
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| So I’m a drop this gem to let these rappers know it’s time to change they game
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| plan
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| Supply the bass plus I’m the flame man
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| The catalyst that sparks euphoric visions, making uses think more passionate
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| Paper advocate, dog ain’t it crazy I threw many acts of savage sacrilege
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| I got this family the gold from all the bad I did
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| To come up on that thing is sacrilege
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| That’s enormous, say yo boy on terror squad ain’t no accident
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| Cannabis got me chasing after mo bread
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| Young nigga 20 with the knowledge of an old head
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| Infrared beams get yo dog fed
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| Bias lurks for actin up, watch you fade away from that baking up
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| I crack it up every hour on the dive
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| With minionses we plot
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| More methods of collecting til the day I cut the spot
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| On an island with a model that can’t stand to where tights
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| But I’m a hustle til I drop
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| The fiends won, so I feed em
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| Not in 808, they want that freedom
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| The fiends won, so I feed em
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| Not in 808, they want that freedom |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bass , by - Fat Joe. Song from the album Darkside III, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп