| You wanna do a job for me?
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| Need me to pull the trigger huh? |
| Who is it?
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| The gang who took over your position
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| So why don’t you do it with your own men?
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| Because I need professionals for a job like this
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| Real professionals
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| So what does it pay?
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| Distill ill like the slums in Brazil
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| It’s kill or be killed out in the field
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| I used to sling krill’s
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| Still grip steel, steer the wood wheel
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| It’s a good feel, blow kush feel
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| With bitches that cook meals
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| Click heels, dip in big wheels
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| Bitch I’m a big deal
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| It’s a bitter pill to swallow
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| Shoes Ferragamo
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| Alpha male, milano
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| Crack be selling out the bottle
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| Hang at the Apollo
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| Like a Picasso
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| Fuck the cops yo
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| In this, listen this
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| Either get hit or come the end list
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| Leave you limbless, the room’s dim lit
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| Nigga we live this
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| The kid is sending shots where your lid is
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| Any nigga can get it
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| The benz is kitted
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| 'Lo sweaters knitted
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| Cameo split it nigga
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| I’m from the blocks where Gimmy got shot
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| Jimmy got knocked when they found the bodies in the vacant lot
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| Last night Bajans ran in the Jamaican spot
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| Eyes gazing', hand shaking
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| Now the Bajans at war with the Jamaicans
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| 4 or 5 days, 4 or 5 lives been taken
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| Niggas murder like they worshipping Satan
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| They kidnapping and decapitated his body in the basement
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| Listen, they knew what they was doing
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| Soon as the beef start brewing
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| Two shooters from out of town flew in
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| Unfamiliar faces, nobody in the hood knew 'em
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| Therefore it made it easy to get to 'em
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| Son got complacent, until that gunfire pursued him
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| Now his whole empire is ruined
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| Niggas took over his block, stopped his movement
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| This is real life true shit
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| Yo
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| I hold a .38 like Vivian Blake
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| Slinging weight, sit on a milk crate
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| Silk pillow case, three hundred long up in the suitcase
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| Yellow Rolly with the blue face
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| My shoe taste taste like blue grapes
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| Put something nice together for you
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| Make it nice, pleasurable
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| My schedule inaccessible
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| Live on a vessel
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| Nestle, two birds left it’s a Heckle and Jeckle
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| I’m nothing like the rest, I’m special
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| I’m holdin' a tec, I’m talkin' bout you’re less wrestle
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| Address you then undress you from your derby to your dress shoe
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| I want to thoroughly impress you
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| You’re left naked in a cesspool
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| I’m laid up in the bedroom with a sex tool
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| Lips celestial turn skeletal
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| Like fiends, I pedal too
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| Headshots from metal blew
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| I make green like yellow and blue
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| 40 below, rock an elephant boot
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| Do it better than you
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| Niggas is jealous, I’m just telling' the truth
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| The lifestyle of the movers and shakers
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| A mansion with a pool, a mule with 40 acres
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| So many dream of this life but only a few will make it
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| The rest get left outdoors hungry and naked
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| Drug busters, murder cases
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| Secret indictments, kingpins going broke from high coke prices
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| One love to all of my lifers
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| And peace to the Gods that’s building in the cyphers
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| Peace God |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Shower Posse , by - Roc Marciano. Song from the album The Pimpire Strikes Back, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп