| Yeah la la la la, la lah
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| Dream, dream
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| Every man must dream
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| So while I’m here I’m a take one for the team
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| They clear pulled about 16
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| Shots from the real niggas, don’t pump no fear
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| I’m about the Renaissance
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| 5 Gs a night
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| Peeps having champagne and the butler
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| Blackwoods and kush, trying to write something
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| Ill scenery is inspiring
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| City lights shining so bright
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| Imagination runs through my diary
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| My foes fell for the lack of acquaintance
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| My product is priceless
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| Art symbolising one behind the paintings
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| Front on the God, now what the fuck you thinking?
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| Shots from the rear, that’s if you think you pumping fear
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| Fucking with street kids
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| Better be cool or you can see the fire from the pipe
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| Like a smoker in the night puffing C-Rools *crack*
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| I’m nice with the hands to clap traps
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| Go ahead and fuck around and see if I’m backpack
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| Get your ass clapped for gash racks
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| And that’s that, stabbed in the clear
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| Because fear don’t live here, it’s been evicted
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| Just because I’m looking good and driving nice wheels
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| You got a gang of hating niggas trying to ice grill
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| So fuck how you feel
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| Yeah
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| That’s why I, I wear shit they don’t sell
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| Cash cheques they don’t mail
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| Balances, no limits, car black as hell
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| I got more acres than the pasture, man
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| Boy, I drive to my mamma house on my own land
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| Twerking hustles they don’t comprehend yet
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| I flip a hundred thousand after tax, lean debt, clean cut
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| These ones so white for real
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| Cats probably lick my kicks
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| Thinking I’m standing in two bowls of milk
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| Getting more ass than toilets do
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| Because I’m the shit like your bowel move
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| And you a wild dude
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| My money old like good wine and cheese
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| I’m spending twenty Gs from 2003
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| Put me on any track and niggas say it’s hot
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| I bet I spit crack like a loogie to base rock
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| I’m proud of the outcome
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| My first release and I’ve been have enough money
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| To not drop an album
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| I ain’t steady, yo
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| Everything specially business
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| Running all up in the city
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| Run and try to get that money
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| All the playing we did is over
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| Got me taking one for the team
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| Cross to stabalise and get that cream
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| Some of y’all know the hell I mean
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| 16 shots and make out a lean
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| First of all, ain’t no touching the gang
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| Because y’all niggas can’t fuck with the slang
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| Know what I’m saying
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| This is G.C.M. |
| millitary
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| That M-16 ammunition, my nigga
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| Revolution is pump your fist
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| And we gonna run up in the White House and dump some clips
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| It’s like this
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| I’m back on that medallion shit
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| So go rally your cliques
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| And tell them that we back at it again
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| Yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Take One For The Team , by - Planet Asia. Song from the album Jewelry Box Sessions: The Album, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп