| Yeah, salute me
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| General status, you’re men are all majors
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| So much higher in the ranks
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| I buss one, buss two, buss three
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| Why? |
| I’m tied to my shank
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| And I ain’t firing blanks so
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| I buss four, buss five, buss six
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| Or, I’m hiring a tank
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| You ain’t got a dime in the bank
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| It’s not funny, wars cost money
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| You need funding? |
| I know one thing
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| Me, I got enough to get the gun tings
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| So who run tings?
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| I’ll be in your house when your mum’s in
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| And if your kid’s there too
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| Oh, well, them man will kidnap the little munchkin
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| Don’t salute the warriors
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| We let them niggas warriors
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| five with us
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| I’m on an on-sight vibe
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| Head-top ting
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| Point blank five
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| Kill a man before he reach for his side
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| Two shots, one in his head
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| One in his chest, bang
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| Trust me, he won’t come out alive
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| Forgive me if I buss mine or
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| Mum’s life I got a sawn-off
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| One shot will take your ear and your jaw off
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| Dun know
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| Cock back, blow your door off
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| Boss, general status
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| One loose strap will have your whole body shaking
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| I got a five star rating
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| I’ll run up in your bits, two guns up, blazing
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| Lick down anyone that stands while I’m aiming
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| Don’t care what I’m facing
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| You better stutter if you see my handgun raising
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| Don’t salute the warriors
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| We let them niggas warriors
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| five with us
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| Every MC’s got a gun bar
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| Not every MC’s got a gun
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| But me, I’m strapped like your mum’s bra
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| So, every MC’s gotta run
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| And I got a knife that’s dumb sharp
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| And every MC’s got a tongue
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| So, I tell 'em, «talk up», when I come past
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| But when they wanna befriend me when I come
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| But I don’t wanna be friends
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| I’d rather have beef with them
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| These boys wanna be men
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| So, I’ma meat cleaver them
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| Weekday or on a weekend
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| Me and my machine ain’t heat seeking them
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| Now man are In at the Deep End
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| Because I’m Rolling Deep again
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| Don’t salute the warriors
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| We let them niggas warriors
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| five with us
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| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem
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| I’ll run up on your men-dem-dem-dem
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| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem
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| I’ll run up on your men-dem-dem-dem
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| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem
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| I’ll run up on your men-dem-dem-dem
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| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem
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| I’ll run up on your men-dem-dem-dem
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| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem
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| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem
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| Okay, da-de-dem-dem-dem-dem |