| Hey! |
| Here comes the funk of the future
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| And I can rock a rhyme from Perquorma to Hoover
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| The westside kid quick to do a bid
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| Just watch me cock the glock and make room
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| Shit man I got a 12 guage with the infared scope
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| I found a Tec 9 it use to be a radio
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| But now I’m a G psycho crazy
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| Fuck what you say and buck buck and I’m suazy
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| In my rag coup front and back and it’s quick
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| Punks with bump and that 3 wheel shit
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| Cause that’s all you need when you need to be poppin'
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| Bust a U-turn on 3 wheels by the cops and
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| Damn if feels good to be triflin', you know what I’m sayin' cuz?
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| Who got the wallet, cause I’m buzzed
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| I got the black mack-11, sendin' fools to heaven
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| Get the fuck out my way, this is Compton fool just…
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| Hook:
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| Duck! |
| Duck! |
| I’m about to bust some rounds.
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| Duck! |
| Duck! |
| I’m fiendin' to bust some rounds.
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| Duck! |
| Duck! |
| Yeah, I’m about to bust some rounds
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| Duck! |
| Duck!
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| King Tee:
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| Yo check it, they be like «He's a maniac!»
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| Yeah, bitch ant that’s real, get the fuck up out the car and just peel
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| Yo punk I said right before I crash you in the grill
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| With the ass of my glock, watch the blood spill
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| Gangstas got love the nigga King Tee
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| Just ask 'em who’s the great weight, just watch 'em scream me
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| Quick with the punch, rollin' like clunch
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| Coming with the real shit, runnin' with a bunch of crazy niggas with wires
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| Hammers and plyers, your money and your blood
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| Plus the daytons and them tires
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| I be goin' so low, you can’t get under
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| Niggas can’t see me, ask Stevie Wonder, blazed in the chronic
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| Bumpin' Delphonics, and my shit’s screamin' like that group Onyx
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| But hey, I’m the man that’ll Bust That Ass open
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| When I was young me BB gun even has a scope so…
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| Hook
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| King Tee:
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| God damn it’s King Tee with the funky bumrush
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| Smoke a lot of herb, but I never hit the dust
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| I can wreck them efx cause I ain’t got my check baby
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| This ain’t no punk shakin' shit, I’m goin' crazy
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| I think I’m goin' out of my head (say what!)
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| I said I think I’m going out of my head, so E-Swift
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| Since you rule in the cuts, give me the gun and just duck, come on
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| Yo, I got a black case but it ain’t for the mase
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| It’s for the 4−4 I use to blast you in the face |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Duck , by - King Tee. Song from the album IV Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп