| Now here’s the tale of a band of warriors
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| Hailing from the Eastbay region of Middle Earth
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| Prada the Goon, Hoodrat Nobe, Jae the Alien
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| Katz the Jew, Cool Cool Kavy, Cellion, (Inf Gang)
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| G-Mo Skee
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| The filth has returned
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| I emerged from the darkest depths
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| To murder your record label 'til their ain’t an artist left
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| You calling out the Inf Gang but you not a threat
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| You’re better off putting your balls in a hydraulic press
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| The deranged lieutenant in the militia
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| Telling a pregnant stripper to pop that placenta
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| Bitch you better make the water break before I tip you
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| Welcome to G-Mo's funhouse: another victim
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| I’m the king around here; |
| I’m uncle Elroy
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| Cut the devil’s horns off now he just Hellboy
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| J. Cole talking 'bout he want to fold clothes for you?
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| Fuck that I’ll knock a bitch out like Oscar Dela Hoya
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| If you think I’m bad, wait 'til you meet the gang
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| My niggas finna invade and you should be afraid
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| I-N-F hold your breath when you see the name
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| This that human cloth baby girl this ain’t even suede
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| Shoot up
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| Strap your boots up
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| Get in that line
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| Get in that line
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| Defying the culture
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| Headshotting a vulture
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| Won’t stop 'til it’s over
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| Nah
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| I kill for fun
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| But I definitely do it if you fuck with me in my house
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| Niggas cheerlead in the street
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| I tell 'em pick those pom-poms up and bring it on
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| You know who the fuck it is man?
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| Yo
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| I met G-Mo back when he was short as Danny Devito
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| Rocking a do-rag with the flap and the black peacoat
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| I secured my spot in hell
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| When I mentioned Harmony and Cell
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| Like an angel who fell under the Earth you dwell
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| Katz on the other hand was an ancient man
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| Met him out of a vacant van
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| Encased in sand
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| We were destined to be great from the gate
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| Especially when I opened a crate
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| And sealed our fate
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| Inf Gang!
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| Bust your head to the white meat
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| Shattered your rib cage
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| 'Cause nigga you bitch made
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| They trying to bring drama this way and I’mma check 'em
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| I’m Inf Gang repping
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| Pinky’s all in a bitch rectum
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| The whole squad finna smash that
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| Skin a bitch alive and make human cloth dad hats
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| Alien Jake got a thing for milfs
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| Make 'em lick the ballsack so they can taste the filth
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| Shoot up
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| Strap your boots up
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| Get in that line
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| Get in that line
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| Defying the culture
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| Headshotting a vulture
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| Won’t stop 'til it’s over
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| Nah
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| I kill for fun
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| But I definitely do it if you fuck with me in my house
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| Niggas cheerlead in the street
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| I tell 'em pick those pom-poms up and bring it on |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bring It On , by - G-Mo Skee. Song from the album Chaly & The Filth Factory, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп