| Boy I’m from the block it ain’t no fakin' it
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| I will have my Haitians eat your face and shit
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| Coming out my hood it ain’t no making it
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| If I catch you slipping then I’m taking it
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| Golden Acres shit, cuffed down to my anklet
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| Little boy don’t play with me, I merk you and your neighbors
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| And i ain’t on that label shit, so keep your papers bitch
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| Project Baby fuck that Sager and PlayStation shit
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| Me and my nigga running crazy home invasion shit
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| Paper chasing jit snapping snatching chains and shit
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| Stupid boy my mama Haitian don’t you play like that
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| I’m a sniper I’m a sniper I’m a Baker Act
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| Coming out my hood, you ain’t got no chance
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| Shoot you where you stand that’s your right hand man
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| Ain’t no fakin' it, i make you lose your sleep
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| You will see the streets vouch for me
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| Because I bleed the streets
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| I grew up in the streets so fuck the industry
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| Sticky weed and it came from Italy
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| I finesse the set you should never slack
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| Trying to run up on me, well don’t you think like that
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| Boy I’m from the block it ain’t no fakin' it
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| I will have my Haitians eat your face and shit
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| Coming out my hood it ain’t no making it
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| If I catch you slipping then I’m taking it
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| Ain’t no making it, more cake than a bakery
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| Once you start that beef nigga ain’t no shaking it
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| Hood rat, say cheese
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| Kodak take a pic
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| Don’t you catch a strap attack cause man that dangerous
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| I made this shit
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| I made a molly slushy bitch come take a sip
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| What set you claim? |
| boy what game you playing?
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| You not from my hood, cause we don’t talk the same
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| You don’t play with pistols, you don’t got no gang
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| Where your money came, shoot you like you lame
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| You can’t get them bitches kick you out the frame
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| Project baby man i don’t fuck around with no lame
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| I took your shit I’m gone plumb it up
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| Give that sack right to me watch me run it up
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| I’m a sniper nigga cause its my favorite sport
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| I can’t go to school cause it’s too many dorks
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| Boy I’m from the block it ain’t no fakin' it
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| I will have my Haitians eat your face and shit
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| Coming out my hood it ain’t no making it
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| If I catch you slipping then I’m taking it
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| (Sniper) |