| But it’s off with his head if he try to harm us
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| I’m a handyman, nails inside my hammer (Yes, sir)
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| Kick like Jackie Chan, but it ain’t on camera
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| Schools, they kicked us out 'stead of tryna understand us
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| I pulled up to class, no bookbag and no pencil
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| Made my bro a hundred K cash, everything I do is stand-up
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| If I ain’t do it, then nobody would, I had to man up (Man up)
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| My brother hit a lick for thirty bricks, coke price went up
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| Gotta keep a wham-bam, righthand man tried to set him up
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| And the way that Flex used to cook the work, swear he had the magic touch
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| It blew my mind when it bounced back and half the shit was cut
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| Heart racin', hit a lick, hurry up, put it in the trunk (Shh)
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| Are you dumb? |
| Roll the window down and throw out your guns
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| Go up north and burn the car 'til everything is gone
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| Streets be talking, they don’t know who did it, but not for long (Let's go)
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| Ridin' 'round your block, we slidin' late night, yeah (Yeah)
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| See a five pack, we takin' at least four lives, yeah (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
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| Ain’t talkin' about exhaust when I say we got four pipes, yeah (Brr)
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| My city feel like Chiraq, gotta keep my pole tight, yeah (Yeah)
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| Got perico the color middle of a Klondike (Perico)
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| And God knows I’m ridin' with my bro if he wrong or right (Yeah, yeah)
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| When I go back to the block I grew up on and roll dice
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| I don’t create no hierarchy, pull up with no ice (Yeah)
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| I go buy that Spider apparel, I feel like a tarantula (Like a tarantula)
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| Go to Toronto, link with the killers 'cause I can’t bring no gun to Canada
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| (Bring no guns)
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| Money and guns, et cetera (Money and guns, et cetera)
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| Why they be thinking they 'head of us? |
| (Why they be thinking they 'head of us?)
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| You stunt and you flex and you add it up (Yeah)
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| Got robbed, but your homie had set it up
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| Don’t stop at your boundaries, that’s how niggas die in the streets (How niggas
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| die in the streets)
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| These niggas is hoes, these niggas is hoes, that’s how it sound to me (How it
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| sound to me)
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| Look at you look up to, look at who you honor, but them niggas clowns to me
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| (Niggas clowns to me)
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| Know a nigga who served the city, now he sell pounds of weed (Yeah, yeah)
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| I done seen him take so many drugs, then say his body numb
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| I done seen the littlest nigga walk around with a Tommy gun (Tommy gun)
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| He couldn’t get no good time for his case, he was fightin' bodily harm (Bodily
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| harm)
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| Once you hit the fed system, just know your body marked
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| Went inside that crib, got thirty years, I had a silent alarm
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| It don’t mean he got no bag 'cause he got an icy arm (Yeah, yean)
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| Let them niggas name they own weed, that’s why the price is wrong
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| Definition of my brother, ridin' right or wrong, oh
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| Ridin' 'round your block, we slidin' late night, yeah (Yeah)
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| See a five pack, we takin' at least four lives, yeah (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
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| Ain’t talkin' about exhaust when I say we got four pipes, yeah (Brr)
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| My city feel like Chiraq, gotta keep my pole tight, yeah (Yeah)
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| Got perico the color middle of a Klondike (Perico)
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| And God knows I’m ridin' with my bro if he wrong or right (Yeah, yeah)
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| When I go back to the block I grew up on and roll dice
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| I don’t create no hierarchy, pull up with no ice (Yeah) |