| Nigga really done fucked up now
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| Let me catch my breath
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| Finna hold my breath
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| Yo Power this a really great beat, good job
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| Get it and go, stack up my dough
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| Bitch eat my dick like a meatball hero
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| Black on my body like Neo, I been had the sauce
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| I’m the new Tapatío, the fuck is a tío?
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| Terrell Owens, fuckin' bitches barely knowin' them
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| Sometimes I feel suicidal, shout out to my nigga $crim
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| Bang, no Chiddy, run it up like Giddy
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| Better not fuck with me, Zeltron 6 Billi'
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| Got the rock like Milly, get sent like 50 (Yeah)
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| Better not talk shit when I got goons with me
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| I got the power (Right), but I’m not a Ranger (Yeah)
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| Got the beat by Power (Right) and we just made a banger
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| Get it and go, I’ll stomp your ass to the ground
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| If you think you can fuck with my flow
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| Open the door, I do not walk through that muhfucker
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| If they not talkin' no dough
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| I don’t smoke dro, I barely drink
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| Pour up that coffee for niggas that sleep
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| Used to sell quarter of ounces of stink
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| I make a quarter a show if you blink
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| You couldn’t see what I saw, now you peep
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| Now they on D, I hit the flea flicker
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| You should’ve seen quicker, I’ma just Ether him
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| I’ma just Ether him, make 'em see heater, son
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| I’m a say I’m the dad, niggas from Trinidad
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| Come with that choppa' that don’t need no helipad
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| Hit your ass, pop, pop, and now you irrelevant
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| Pop up the trunk and I don’t mean an elephant
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| I’m talkin' stacks, you talkin' bricks
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| All of the rhymes you rap ain’t legit
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| I catch a case, I plead the Fifth
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| You catch a case, you bring the clique
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| I’m not the type to lose sleep for a bitch
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| I might just fuck for a week then I quit
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| I might just cop me a Rollie that don’t lose the value and
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| Trade in the shit for a crib
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| Get it and go, your bitch is a hoe
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| She sent me a flick when I flick on my phone
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| Get it and go, your bitch is a hoe
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| She sent me a flick when I flick on my phone
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| Hit it and go, I pass her to bro
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| He shoot his shot, and I bet he gon' score
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| Hit it and go, I pass her to bro
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| Bitch, I don’t got no respect for opposition
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| Casket and it don’t show with dirty feelings
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| Blood on my blood, you get the picture
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| Blaze carry blades with tetanus, so get shot
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| Y’all thinkin' my jit gettin' booed off stage
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| Writing books like me, you ain’t on my page
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| Grey 5−9 apes, we sell waves
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| Bitch, you won’t act tough with a gun in yo' face
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| I pull up with a red light, nigga, what’s up?
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| Nigga tryna peel off like, «Oh shit, fuck»
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| When the buckshots spray, better duck or have luck
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| All my dogs got fed when the moon comes up
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| Wit' a pit bull off, it’s lit
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| It’s the Wardog boss, real shit
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| They never break, they form, stay a milli'
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| When the clip go off, what’s up?
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| Get it and go, your bitch is a hoe
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| She sent me a flick when I flick on my phone
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| Get it and go, your bitch is a hoe
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| She sent me a flick when I flick on my phone
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| Hit it and go, I pass her to bro
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| He shoot his shot, and I bet he gon' score
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| Hit it and go, I pass her to bro
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| He shoot his shot, and I bet he gon', bet he gon'
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| I just jumped back like I’m on one
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| Look what you did, bitch, you owe us somethin'
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| I’m just the guy, like just get it done
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| Smokin' Gelato, got plenty sons
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| You like Juwanna Mann, I like designer fame
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| Tats on my chest, rep' the Zombies man
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| All on that bitch like a sonogram
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| I be that nigga, that Hall of Fame
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| Look at yourself, we are not the same
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| High as a pit like I’m on a plane
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| Fuckin' that bitch like they all the same
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| Ain’t nun' with Juice
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| I’m drunk off the booze with a thou' on the shoes
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| I just won’t lose, niggas is fool, swag
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| I’m rockin' the blue fur, I like that bitch right there
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| Think I’m gon' like, her
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| Get it and go, your bitch is a hoe
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| She sent me a flick when I flick on my phone
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| Get it and go, your bitch is a hoe
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| She sent me a flick when I flick on my phone
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| Hit it and go, I pass her to bro
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| He shoot this shot, and I bet he gon' score
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| Hit it and go, I pass her to bro
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| He shoot his shot, and I bet he gon', bet he gon'
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| Get it and go, your bitch is a hoe
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| She sent me a flick when I flick on my phone
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| Get it and go, your bitch is a hoe
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| She sent me a flick when I flick on my phone
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| Hit it and go, I pass her to bro
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| He shoot his shot, and I bet he gon' score
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| Hit it and go, I pass her to bro
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| He shoot his shot, and I bet he gon', bet he gon' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Please Forgive , by - Powers Pleasant. Song from the album Life Is Beautiful, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп