| Funkflex
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| Big kap
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| Cash money
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| LIL WAYNE:
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| Even if I don’t get no taller
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| I’m a always be a c.m.b baller
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| Wanted for manslaughter
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| They call me quick drawer
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| Weezie 2 pistols
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| I bought me a revolver
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| A «k» and 2 missles look
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| I’m ready for war
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| But do you fell the same!!!
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| Look come swim in my water
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| Tangle wit lil wayne
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| Brah you must be retarda
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| Don’t know bout my niggas!!!
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| I’m a 17 off ya
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| Runnin with gurillas
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| Life’s group is my big brotha
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| Thugged out and ready
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| But just a lil shorta
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| But gangsta like joe pesci get ready to cock it and let it
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| Cut a nigga like mashedee’s
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| Turn em to confetti (all gone)
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| They want it raw dogg so give em all hair
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| Dressed up in camoflauge
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| Me juve in a v12
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| Just duck tape the nigga
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| Throw his body in the lake
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| I ain’t like him anyway cause the nigga too fake
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| I take respect nigga (ya playin the wrong one)
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| I’ll break ya neck nigga (ya playin wit da wrong gun)
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| I use k’s to wet niggas (i'm spraying da whole room)
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| Better watch you back nigga (lil one that’s a wrap)
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| JUVENILE:
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| My worries was to get paid and double my earn
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| Go at it don’t be affraid
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| And keep on burning
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| Don’t let it go to my head and take care of my children
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| Stay outta all of that bullshit
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| And change my appearence
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| I fears no muthafucka I’m a man ya know
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| Ya want beef but I choose it with the calicoes
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| MAGNOLIA MY HOME
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| And it’s gon always be
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| You get a tresspassing charge when you fuckin with me
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| And it won’t be the police when it’s bringing you down
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| It will be a whole bunch of niggas that’s banging them rounds
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| Tearing it down
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| How that 3rd ward uptown
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| Fuckin around, got a nigga stuck, what now!!!
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| We could do this shit, pursue this shit ya know
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| We knew this shit, went through this shit befoe
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| Blood thicker than water and that’s all the time
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| You takes
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| Nothing from me cause I’m a war for mine
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| I play the game realer than the average killer
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| On the streets
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| Ain’t no way I could have a bitch nigga thinking I’m weak
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| I tote heat
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| So be prepared to release ya herd me (ya herd me)
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| Play myself, she slipped and the busta served me (uh-uh)
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| I rips it up, hit ya block, lift the bitch up
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| Tell me what else could I do besides down or get drowned
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| That’s why when I’m off in drama I goes out
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| Come in ya house
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| Click clack in ya baby mama’s mouth
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| That’s what it’s about if ya doubt that
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| In the projects with ya head chopped where ya found at
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| I DID THAT
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| I’m a nigga that be squeezing the trigga at random
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| Nabbin niggas we call ho busta’s for ransom
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| They don’t call they people up tell em I blast em
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| That’s how it go in the game
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| Fuckin right I blast them
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| I’m a fool with that black 9 eh
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| And I got a click that’s full of soldiers
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| Coming in that water behind me, NO RESPECT FOR YA BITCH |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Respect , by - Funk Flex. Song from the album The Tunnel, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп