| Rest in peace Blood Money
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| Rest in peace Lil Rob
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| Rest in peace Odee
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| Rest in peace to all the fallen soldiers
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| Glo’d up, taking selfies, I’m so selfish
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| This Mac-10 leave you wet up, just like a shellfish
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| Hold up, say you got work but what you sellin'?
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| Niggas say they out here but really they be tellin'
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| Violence, violence, I’ma start some violence
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| Violence, violence, all my nigga violent
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| Violence, violence, don’t make me start a riot
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| Violence, violence, all my niggas violent
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| Violence, violence, my money keep on pilin'
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| These bitches be so childish, these niggas be some actors
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| Blessin' to you bitches, I’m the motherfuckin' pastor
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| 30 on my waist, don’t make me turn your ass to Casper
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| Make me do a drill, do a hit, after my last blunt
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| These bitches ain’t shit, that’s why I fuck then I pass on
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| Baby you don’t know me, acting like my homie
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| Coolin' in the trap somewhere smokin' OG
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| Watchin' out for ops and I’m watchin' out for police
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| My trap doin' numbers, got me ballin' like I’m Kobe, like I’m Kobe
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| Don’t make me blank out and turn to the old me
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| Glo’d up, taking selfies, I’m so selfish
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| This Mac-10 leave you wet up, just like a shellfish
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| Hold up, say you got work but what you sellin'?
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| Niggas say they out here but really they be tellin'
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| Violence, violence, I’ma start some violence
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| Violence, violence, all my nigga violent
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| Violence, violence, don’t make me start a riot
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| Violence, violence, all my niggas violent
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| I’m like hold up, hold up, hold up, that’s why I tell promoters
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| I don’t drink Champagne, shit I’d much rather be sober
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| It be chronic or Gin & Tonic, I’m so predominantly winning
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| On all this rap shit, the king of comedy
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| And writing, and all this acting
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| This ain’t an act though, it’s facts yo
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| I’m fucking hot bro, this shit Tobasco
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| Violence, violence, watch these niggas wildin'
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| Talkin' shit internet to my face, silence
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| These critics is fuckin' haters, they love to hate yo
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| But wouldn’t say that shit to Fredo cause they afraid yo
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| They don’t feel him, no they don’t feel him, they in they feelin’s
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| He could rap but he shouldn’t, tried to kill him, they couldn’t
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| No one else understood him, he’s a joke
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| Then why your favorite rapper asking me for help?
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| Oh I swear to God, oh I swear to God
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| We the realest niggas, ask my fuckin' squad
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| My money talk, you silent, my weed loud, you silent
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| My Tesla engine is silent and you soft, more than college, oh
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| Slidin' in your top five, let 'em hate on that line
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| Glo’d up, taking selfies, I’m so selfish
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| This Mac-10 leave you wet up, just like a shellfish
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| Hold up, say you got work but what you sellin'?
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| Niggas say they out here but really they be tellin'
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| Violence, violence, I’ma start some violence
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| Violence, violence, all my nigga violent
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| Violence, violence, don’t make me start a riot
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| Violence, violence, all my niggas violent |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Riot , by - Fredo Santana. Song from the album Walking Legend, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп