| From jump street I thump beats that’s bangin' in the street
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| See now my cypher’s complete
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| I got each of my brothers on my side, right and left
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| Who’s next to flex? |
| I get more thrills than sex
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| Microphone is like a loaded MAC
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| Who’s that there that’s tryna hold us back?
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| I don’t think so, we attack the premises
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| I’m like your nemesis and devils better remember this
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| Yo, the G-U-R-U of the Gang can always hang
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| I’ll string you out with the dope that I sling
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| And you can’t touch it, when I’m goin' off
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| And crazy shouts to my niggas up North
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| Although you’re locked down, you’re still on my mind
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| So rewind selector, rewind, rewind
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| I’m kickin' shit off my dome
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| I puff the chalice with dread, feel the steel, the real, the chrome
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| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
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| New York to L.A., and you niggas best to fear this
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| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
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| New York to L.A., and you niggas best to fear this
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| Ayo spark up the MAC, little shorty on some wild shit
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| I’ll pull your file, walk down the streets without a smile, kid
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| Shit is gettin' hectic, I’m packin' a MAC-10
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| Niggas wanna check it, I’m thirsty for action
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| Ninety-five shit is real, gotta pack my steel
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| Just in case a nigga try to kill me, chill
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| I ain’t goin' out like that
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| I bust enough caps in backs
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| And other niggas they be fakin' jacks
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| Best what, to back up, before you get smacked up
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| You act up, reload the clip, now back up
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| Straight up, don’t let me break fool because you lose…
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| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
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| New York to L.A., and you niggas best to fear this
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| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
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| New York to L.A., and you niggas best to fear this
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| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
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| New York to L.A., and you niggas best to fear this
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| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
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| New York to L.A., and you niggas best to fear this
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| I sit back, and watch MC’s take freefalls
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| Bounce 'em off walls like Superball
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| Stand tall, and terrorize MC’s
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| All the ones who wanna be like me
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| You can’t get with the exquisite shit I kid-ick
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| You get caught up, like Ted Kennedy, in Chappaquiddick
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| You can’t roll with my flavor or style
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| I outlast MC’s by miles, and I got
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| The hot style that pops
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| I’m givin' hardrocks, body shots when I rock
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| You can’t even test me no matter how hard you try
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| Fuck around, lay around, punk, do or die
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| I’m back again, the roughneck nigga from Boston
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| When I swing I got mad drama that I bring
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| The crews all back me up
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| And we come to rip 'cause our shit’s too rough, yeah!
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| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
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| New York to L.A., and you niggas best to fear this
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| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
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| New York to L.A., and you niggas best to fear this
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| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
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| New York to L.A., and you niggas best to fear this
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| Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
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| New York to L.A., and you niggas best to fear this
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| Uhh
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| Yeah, baby pah like this |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Serious Rap Shit , by - Group Home. Song from the album Livin' Proof, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп