| Call me Duke
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| What’s hatnin'? |
| It’s big gangs and them bullets don’t scrab me
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| You get out of pocket I’ma pop till it’s jammin'
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| I’m quick a hollow knives bust back no standing
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| How you boy is broke, I don’t understand it
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| I’m getting brand cheese like a boring ass sandwich
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| I keep me a bitch who keep my dick as hard as granite
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| She blow me like a check on my beater, she need a bandage
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| A1 since day one I never been a sucker
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| King S-K, that’s a bad motherfucker
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| Baby said she heard I ball like it’s something at the Rucker
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| A pussy got mileage nigga I don’t even touch it
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| Know I check the car facts, I own more paper than a hard back
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| You ain’t call bout cash I don’t call back
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| I been getting to it for a minute, where was y’all at
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| Fall back!
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| Fuck them all, fuck them with the minute whack
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| I can touch a hunned long any day
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| You ain’t getting paid then you in the way
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| But nigga we gon' get the money anyway
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| Nigga we gon' get the money anyway
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| Nigga we gon' get the money anyway
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| I’m greedy need a couple mills on my dinner plate
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| Nigga we gon' get this money anyway
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| 4 chains on your homie make my neck hurt
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| Whitey pocket watch his Google and my net worth
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| Black ties fairly first how to set work
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| Contract killers lil nigga I’ma an expert
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| See I done jumped in the game talking double dutch
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| Money raised first place, never runner up
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| The strap tucked, I’ma buck on whoever runnin' up
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| Reason you ain’t got it how I got it you ain’t done enough
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| S.O.X. |
| Game who ain’t heard of us, we anybody murderers
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| Promise you won’t see it how we see it til you further up
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| I come through in a Rolls Royce, leave a hoe with no choice
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| But to hit the back and let me smash with the curtains up
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| Fuck the lil nosey ass niggas and bitches
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| Who always won’t be in my bindess
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| We burn these papers like answers
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| You know it’s no love if you don’t t talk digits, nigga
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| Fuck them all, fuck them with the minute whack
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| I can touch a hunned long any day
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| You ain’t getting paid then you in the way
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| But nigga we gon' get the money anyway
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| Nigga we gon' get the money anyway
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| Nigga we gon' get the money anyway
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| I’m greedy need a couple mills on my dinner plate
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| Nigga we gon' get this money anyway
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| No price we mobbing forever
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| We can run a check up or raber
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| Been a runner word and back these niggas ain’t special
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| Laugh at these niggas cause they ain’t on my level
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| My own head preach more money more problems
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| I look dog dead in his eyes told him none of that
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| Cause more money when you meet
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| Put them gunners on they feet
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| If your G’s getting G’s where the problem at
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| Young boy I got a lot of racks, lot of straps
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| If it’s an issue with you we gon' pull up out where you at
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| Hop out, draw out I paint the picture on the nigga
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| Smoke one these clowns like a swisher full of killer
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| Fuck them all, fuck them with the minute whack
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| I can touch a hunned long any day
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| You ain’t getting paid then you in the way
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| But nigga we gon' get the money anyway
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| Nigga we gon' get the money anyway
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| Nigga we gon' get the money anyway
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| I’m greedy need a couple mills on my dinner plate
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| Nigga we gon' get this money anyway |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Anyway , by - Skeme. Song from the album Ingleworld 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп