| And I got it from my man plug that used to sell ecstasy
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| Used to know destiny, you think about fate?
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| I mean this basehead chick that could whip up a mean recipe (Woo)
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| Think about nowadays, I could set up a sour play (I could)
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| Snakes rattle, I’m in Seattle, now that’s a power play (Tss)
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| Give a fuck what a coward say (Give a fuck)
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| Pharaoh, I could let off a arrow drivin' a Calaway
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| If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man
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| We leave a nigga head open just like a headband
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| From muddy waters, we have you leakin' out red, man
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| I get you hit then I’m splittin' in case the feds jam
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| If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man
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| I’ma keep lettin' off shots until the lead land
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| I heard all your dawgs is full, word to Petland
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| Since they sleepin' leave 'em slumped under they bed stand
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| Damn
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| In the kitchen whippin', my man, he like, «Stretch that»
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| Bars like I’m braidin' short hair, you gotta catch that
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| Never let 'em know what you thinkin' or where you rest at (Never)
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| You gettin' a couple of dollars, you should invest that (Yeah)
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| Gettin' rid of work and the music is what I’m best at (That's it)
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| Bring somebody with you that use it and let 'em test that
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| Rest of the story gotta be told (Uh)
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| If I cop it then it gotta be whole (Yeah)
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| Heart gotta be cold, ice
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| Glad I learned how to get out of the hole (Woo)
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| Get money now, all I do is try to be low, yo
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| Die for my brothers and I’m sure of it (Uh)
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| Gemini, I can get money then get more of it
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| LOX
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| If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man
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| We leave a nigga head open just like a headband
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| From muddy waters, we have you leakin' out red, man
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| I get you hit then I’m splittin' in case the feds jam
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| If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man
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| I’ma keep lettin' off shots until the lead land
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| I heard all your dawgs is full, word to Petland
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| Since they sleepin' leave 'em slumped under they bed stand
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| Damn
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| Links still Cuban (Still)
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| Connects still Cuban (Hah)
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| Me? |
| I just stick to the music like Rick Rubin
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| Hittin' the splif movin' the whip, shit’s movin'
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| Two hundred plus
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| I would die for you if you’s one of us (What up?)
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| I would kill you if you’s one of them (Facts)
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| You wanna fuck around? |
| Then you better find a hole, nigga, and use one of them
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| (Hahaha)
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| Or look at your hands 'cause you could lose one of them
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| Perico, Pinero, Montega Jada
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| Nicest premiere (Nice), took 'em out with the faders
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| Smooth beat (Smooth), if you don’t get it now, you’ll get it later
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| When your ghost adrift 'cause we took you through Al-Aaeda
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| If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man
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| We leave a nigga head open just like a headband
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| From muddy waters, we have you leakin' out red, man
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| I get you hit then I’m splittin' in case the feds jam
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| If my brother say you a opp then you a dead man
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| I’ma keep lettin' off shots until the lead land
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| I heard all your dawgs is full, word to Petland
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| Since they sleepin' leave 'em slumped under they bed stand
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| Damn |