| Iso
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| Superhero shit
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| Rockstar shit
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| I tried to be a hero, they gon' turn me to a villain
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| Smoking on this herb but they be hurt because I’m winnin'
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| Like the Amazon I’m 'bout to burn 'em for a minute
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| People shop at Amazon but ain’t concerned with all the killin'
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| I got love for all the animals, I’m lurking with them niggas
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| I’m not fucking with the scandal though, can’t work at television
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| It’s like my best is personal, this person’s in his feelings
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| I just want a personal, hit the herb and I be chilling
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| These niggas washed up, they was dirty as the dishes
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| Everybody know that I be working in the kitchen
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| You know my haters within the desserts so I was dipping
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| Out on 'em and now I get to serve 'em like in tennis
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| I be tryna save the Earth with fireworks, they got me winning
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| So I’m clutching on this 30, call it Curry nigga chicken
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| Give 'em 2 2−3s like the jerseys I be switching
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| That’s Jordan and James, not Jersey like it’s Trenton
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| You basic and I’m Lasik bitch, I’m working on my vision
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| Heard them niggas, they said they can’t see me
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| Brody like what is this, surely I’ma get 'em
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| Put it to your temple or just squirt it at your denim
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| All you do is see O’s like they working at a prison
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| I spit venom like a serpent when it’s hissing
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| Imagine if Eve when she heard him, didn’t listen
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| Give life like a judge when I’m blurting out a sentence
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| And that’s why they love me and I’m flirting with the bitches
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| I deserve it how I’m living, nigga
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| And if you don’t think, die slow
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| How many friends come to be my foes
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| It’s nothing to a giant, get it? |
| Fee-Fi-Fo
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| I’ma squeeze my bow like a freak white ho
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| Black Rob like Dyrdek, the heat like woah
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| Turn a coat with two pieces, the heat’s bipolar
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| I need Isoldiers, I’m G.I.'So
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| Click-clack-bang
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| Everybody and they momma tell you I’m a G, I know
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| Playing with the money like a G.I. |
| Joe
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| Wage a war when you suckers dare think I’m broke
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| Got green like smoke
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| Chopper put a red light on 'em, it’s a green light though
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| If he dies, he dies, I will be Drago
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| The army too strong, call me G.I.'So
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| G.I.'So, call me (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So, call me (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So, call me (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So, call me (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| I’m tryna be nice but it comes off mean
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| Crooked than the clothes of a jump-off fling
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| They tell me I ain’t shit, what the fuck y’all mean?
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| I save lives daily and some y’all seen
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| Kill 'em all right, it’s your one wrong thing
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| A grown man hating like fuck y’all team
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| You squares are salty, some saltine
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| Shoot 'em up and head out like the Spongebob meme
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| I be in blood drunk about to chug y’all drinks
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| So crack a cold case like an unsolved scene
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| Y’all gon' meet the reaper like the one off-screen
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| Death’s calling like wazzup? |
| You up, y’all sleep
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| Then put 'em in the ground above all things
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| For coming up to God, above all kings
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| They can’t even wage a war
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| The totalitarian regime are for it
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| The E from the gumball machine
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| Bitch I’m getting so tired of these ho nigga stuff
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| Okay and if you cosign your casket, I’m closing it shut
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| I’ve seen a lot of dope guys but no one’s doper than us
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| Bitch I met the most high and I rolled him a blunt
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| Name a soldier colder than me, not even the winter one
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| My name in they mouth, that’s a Winterfresh stick of gum
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| Put 'em on a poster, how ironic I said stick 'em up
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| We got all the gold you better join and tell me get you some
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| Gassing on 'em like a 450 'bout to giddy up
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| They want beef till I yell upstairs, «Dinner's done»
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| Now ya dead and your kids need a sitter huh
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| For fucking with the wrong nigga huh
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| Blood I’m like
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| Click-clack-bang
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| Everybody and they momma tell you I’m a G, I know
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| Playing with the money like a G.I. |
| Joe
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| Wage a war when you suckers dare think I’m broke
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| Got green like smoke
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| Chopper put a red light on 'em, it’s a green light though
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| If he dies, he dies, I will be Drago
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| The army too strong, call me G.I.'So
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| G.I.'So, call me (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So, call me (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So, call me (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So, call me (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| G.I.'So (They don’t really wanna go to war)
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| If you’re an Isoldier, put your guns up high
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| Guns up high, put your guns up high
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| If you’re an Isoldier, put your guns up high
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| Guns up high, put your guns up high
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| If you’re an Isoldier, put your guns up high
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| Guns up high, put your guns up high
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| If you’re an Isoldier, put your guns up high
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| Guns up high, put your guns up high |