| Put me in my zone, Black Mamba
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| Can’t believe you gone, Black Mamba
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| Made it rain fourth quarter, Black Mamba
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| Givin' game to my daughter, Black Mamba, ayy
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| I’ma ball out, Black Mamba
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| Play my heart out, Black Mamba
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| Niggas can’t hold me, Black Mamba, ayy
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| Ballin' like I’m Kobe, Black Mamba, ayy
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| Put me in my zone, Black Mamba
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| Can’t believe you gone, Black Mamba
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| Made it rain fourth quarter, Black Mamba
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| Givin' game to my daughter, Black Mamba, ayy
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| I’ma ball out, Black Mamba
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| Play my heart out, Black Mamba
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| Niggas can’t hold me, Black Mamba, ayy
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| Ballin' like I’m Kobe, Black Mamba
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| Just give it to Kobe, he’ll make a way
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| Number 8 used to boom like an 808
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| A god with the footwork and heavenly fadeaway
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| Won’t let your legacy fade away
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| I do not care what the haters say
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| We gon' eat on them bitches, no paper plates
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| No days off, we put work in on Labor Day
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| Made 'em pay every time like it’s layaway
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| Every season, they hate this winter
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| Rap God, I’m so cold, I make Satan shiver
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| They gon' get served like I made 'em dinner
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| If they play, then I’m shootin' 'em, Staples Center
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| I do love the game, this is marriage, nigga
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| Every moment with it, I done cherished, nigga
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| Keep a burner on me, I’ll embarrass niggas
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| Plus my partner got 2 on him, Derek Fisher
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| I’m always movin' with passion, the dedication and the will
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| All of my opps know the deal, I just 30 for those I should kill
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| I get it poppin' for real, I got this, just give me the pill
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| If you not my coach, then it’s fuck how you feel
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| When I step in arenas, I ain’t got no chill
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| Embracing agony, I do this shit for my family
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| I got that Mamba mentality
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| I’m takin' charge like a battery
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| You rappers know not to challenge me
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| I’ma get at you like allergies
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| No cap, check my salary
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| My bitches colder than Natalie
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| Killin' these bitches, fatality
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| Yo' bitch a fan, I’m her fantasy
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| She feelin' me like a cavity, yeah, yeah
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| I am too much, no capacity
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| I’m out this world, out this galaxy
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| I give 'em bars every time my shit drop
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| I make 'em wanna cop like the police academy, yeah, yeah
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| I’m really lit, I’m reality
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| Come watch me work like a gallery
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| Always stood out like a balcony
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| I am the truth, nigga, faculty
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| My legacy’s immortality (Yeah, yeah)
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| Ballin' 'round this bitch like Kirby (Woo)
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| Love the pick and roll, no Perkies (Woo)
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| I am two legends in one (Yeah)
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| They retired both of my jerseys
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| Don’t ever mistake my kindness for weakness
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| Boy, I will come kill you, then buy you a coffin
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| Geometry in this triangle offense
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| I’m out this world, bitch, I’m flyin', I’m saucin'
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| My daughter ballin' like Gigi, she Gucci
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| My heaven on Earth and I love her like Lucy
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| I got the wheel and I’m turnt like a uey
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| Don’t you know number 8 raw like he sushi?
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| Didn’t put on no mask, nigga, I’m really spooky
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| Put holes in yo' top, I ain’t cappin', no kufi
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| No one is matchin' me, beats is a snack to me
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| I been the dog on these tracks like I’m Scooby
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| You don’t want smoke, this ain’t reefer
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| When I’m on the floor, I’m the reaper
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| Rippin' yo' soul like a sneaker
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| I’m leavin' shells, no Adidas
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| I got more stripes than a zebra
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| Purple and gold like I’m Frieza
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| I got 'em shook like a seizure
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| If you ever reach, I’ma teach ya
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| Go sit yo' broke ass in the bleachers
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| My money tall as Giannis, I’m talkin' big bucks like a beaver
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| Loyal to the game, I’m so dedicated
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| Trophies, medals, rings, I’m so decorated
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| Flexin' on the world wrestling federation
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| But I’m still grindin' like I never made it
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| Why you ridin' dick as if you never hate us?
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| You can’t bring me down, I’m too elevated
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| Boy, don’t try to steal, you will never make it
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| I will boom on you, don’t you detonate it
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| Take heed to this message I give you
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| I rest at the end, I don’t rest in the middle
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| If you ain’t a Laker, then you on my menu
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| Might 360 on you and shoot off the dribble (Bow, bow)
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| Ain’t a situation I can’t fuckin' handle
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| Always catchin' fire, I got too much ammo
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| Watch me blow 'em out like a fuckin' candle
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| Had to pivot on them niggas like a sandal
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| Stylin' on them squares like I’m wearin' flannels
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| Wrist flickin' on them niggas like the channel
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| Gold and purple on me every time you see me
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| I got 5 rings, bitch, I think I’m Thanos
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| Put me in my zone, Black Mamba (Ahhh!)
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| Can’t believe you gone, Black Mamba
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| Made it rain fourth quarter, Black Mamba
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| Givin' game to my daughter, Black Mamba, ayy
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| I’ma ball out, Black Mamba
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| Play my heart out, Black Mamba
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| Niggas can’t hold me, Black Mamba, ayy
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| Ballin' like I’m Kobe, Black Mamba
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| Give a fuck if he ain’t like, Black Mamba
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| Jump shot, green light, Black Mamba
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| I be in my bag, Black Mamba
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| Always workin' in the lab, Black Mamba, ayy
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| Everybody all sad since the helicopter crashed
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| Still can’t believe you passed, Black Mamba
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| Still can’t believe you passed, Black Mamba
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| Black Mamba
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| Had to ball on them squares like I made a layup
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| Shit, MJ was all of our favorite players
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| Man, I swear, last night, I asked God to look over your kids and your wife and
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| I said my prayers
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| Still can’t believe you passed, Black Mamba
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| Ahhh! |