| D-Block! |
| I ain’t Cam, but it’s muthafucking Killa Season
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| Homey’s dying over ignorant nigga reasons
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| Know the home fried, lotta egos
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| Hoodrat bitch that be digging a nigga steelo
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| Hood got kilos, making them niggas evil
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| Gotta bring guns to the court, when they B-Ball
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| I don’t play around with them suckers, I’m a G, ya’ll
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| Standing on the tip of the block, I’mma see ya’ll
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| Wanna know the price of a verse, I got the fee, ya’ll
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| I tell you how much, coming through like the army do
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| Army suits, all big coupes with Armani suits
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| I got the lows on, and the toast on
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| Me, two guns and a knife, form Voltron
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| Oatmeal, PBJ, getting my bulk on
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| Sacrificing most of you rappers, getting my coke on
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| Electrifying all of you niggas, getting my votes on
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| Aiyo, yo, from every palace in the hood
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| To every child that’s in the hood, it ain’t no deers around here
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| But it’s all good, my metal niggas, forever rebel niggas
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| Never ever rebel, just only time telling niggas
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| Wake up 'fore niggas eat you
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| It’s only matter of time, when them nines come out to meet you
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| Yo, don’t be alone when we roaming, like cell phones, homey
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| Cuz when they hungry, it’s another story, run for me
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| I’m back like retro kicks, and I’m saucy
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| Your brain can get left on some pesto shit
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| I need a Pablo Esco' flip, and I’m the Phantom
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| Listen real close, you hear the echos spit
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| I’m a wolf, you run around on some gecko shit
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| Kick in the door of the shit, wasn’t left for bent
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| I kill the best now, tell me who the rest gon' get
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| Not a damn one, the handgun, is right on the waist
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| Whether you ugly or you handsome, I’m right in your face
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| You can run, I get excited from the flight of the chase
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| Little chimp, why don’t you try to spend a night with the apes
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| I get higher than the flight outerspace, where I’m from
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| I seen alotta niggas die or get indicted for base
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| Get weight, a little cake try to buy them a place
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| Either raw, ain’t safes on, firing eight
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| And mine, nigga, I don’t fire 'em straight, feel me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Time Will Tell (Feat. Raekwon) , by - Raekwon. Song from the album The Green Ghost Project (Clean), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп