| Yah
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| Swizzop
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| It’s Gucci
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| Mike Will
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| I’m hearing shooters load pistols while I’m brushing my teeth
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| I get so many death threats it’s getting normal to me
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| But I bend don’t break, I don’t ask just take
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| Black gloves, black tape and I don’t play nor pray
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| Wake up and take a piss, I hear 'em sharpening knives
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| Main focus every day is make it out here alive
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| Take a shower in my boots and go to sleep in my shoes
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| Last night I had a dream some killers ran in my room
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| Trying to be patient but nigga I can’t wait
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| On the chase to kill my enemies and beat my case
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| So when they ask me how I feel about 'em I can’t say
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| You either with me, or against me, or you in my way
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| I got a pack of hungry wolves and if I don’t feed em
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| Then they might turn on me, feel like I don’t need em
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| I keep the best pedigree but hell I don’t breed em
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| It’s a lot of people scared of me and I can’t blame em
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| They call me crazy so much, I think I’m starting to believe em
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| I did some things to some people that was down right evil
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| Is it karma coming back to me, so much drama
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| My own mama turned her back on me, and that’s my mama
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| I lost three people close to me in one summer
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| Ten years later still don’t know shot up my Hummer
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| But I bend I don’t break, I don’t ask I take
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| Black gloves and black tape, nigga it’s my first day
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| Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop
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| Fuck you, fuck you
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| Pussy
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| Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop |