| Let’s take these niggas down into the tunnels
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| To see how that shit looks
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| Don’t get ya head bust, nigga
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| Don’t get ya head bust, nigga
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| Don’t get ya head bust
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| You’re never stopping me
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| Or never knocking me
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| I’m getting to the money properly
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| A monopoly
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| Reversin psychology
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| Accepting apologies
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| Niggas talking shit, gotta beat they ass like a hockey team
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| Nigga I copy cream, then nigga I paste it
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| More money on the pussy, then, nigga, I taste it
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| Nigga why waste it
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| We living in Blackland
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| The city where they try to make it hard for a black man
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| Nigga keep actin
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| I ruin your whole career
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| Everybody know my Raider bitch is fine as hell
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| All black on, pretty as fuck with some long hair
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| She a true Raider bitch, and nigga she don’t care
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| Nigga I’m everywhere, like a Japan roach
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| But niggas can’t stop me, cause I am the black ghost
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| Something like black toast, the black burner made your head rust
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| Nigga don’t get ya motherfuckin head bust
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| I am the rawest
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| Never the flawest
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| Flawless victory
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| Her pussy is callin'
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| Her pussy is falling
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| Right on my dick too
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| My shit is in the middle so I’m drilling her spot too
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| Yelling don’t stop too
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| She like it harder
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| Ride on this broomstick, go Harry Potter
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| Bitch I’m a starter
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| Right here at my show
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| And when I perform, I be taking that nigga ho
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| Lock 'em in figure fo'
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| Fhat’s how you kill a ho
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| My niggas squaded up, all black like they 7−4
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| But they ain’t 7−4
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| Nigga, they Raider though
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| NASA gang, nigga, all black with my hippy ho
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| Nigga be talking though
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| Sounding like little hoes
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| But when I come around
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| Hear no sound
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| They quiet though
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| Murcielago
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| Black on black, same color black dust
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| Nigga don’t get ya muhfuckin head bust |