| IMDKV Queens Massacre
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| The Infamous Mobb Deep King Vulture rapper
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| What niggas wan' do when you see me off camera
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| IMDKV Queens Massacre
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| The Infamous Mobb Deep King Vulture rapper
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| What niggas wan' do when you see me off camera
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| Nigga strip who? |
| I’ll beat you till you lavender
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| You banned from the functions and concerts, cancel son
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| Void that, you can’t cash that, stop frontin'
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| You ain’t never see me in the streets while we was beefing
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| Talkin' 'bout I white flagged you and said it’s all peace
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| When you know damn well it’s apocalypse season
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| Get your back radiated next time you try to flee
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| From this punishment you got comin', don’t resist
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| You only gonna make it worse, stand the fuck still bitch
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| You screamin', see motherfucker, you screamin'
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| Now I’mma have to stop that
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| Hand me the nail hammer and the baseball bat
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| I’mma buss his mouth open he trying to attract
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| The attention of them people
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| IMDKV, I’m evil
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| Straight black evil
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| When it call for it kidnap the pussy for torture
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| I’m all for it
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| What you thought I was Angel Cake?
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| You niggas is hella soft you just baby food beef
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| I’m dog food dope, keep your lady on a leash
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| When I’m outside walkin' through the world like I own this bitch
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| With my hoodie on, black king cobra shit
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| Queens nigga get the money and I stay fresh
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| Pockets full of dough, tippin' hundreds to the waitress
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| Smokin' like exotic car tailpipes
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| Hopin' one of y’all niggas would get right
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| Go on pop your gun and cut to the chase
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| Pussy nigga step up front, I’m cuttin' up his face
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| On some brutal crime shit, get your eyeball sliced
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| Ugh, disgusting shit, I will fuck up your life
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| IMDKV Queens Massacre
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| The Infamous Mobb Deep King Vulture rapper, what
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| Nigga wan' do when you see me off camera
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| Nigga strip who? |
| I’ll beat you till you lavender
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| You banned from the functions and concerts, cancel son
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| And rain on your parade you silly ass nigga
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| Jerk it motherfucker this is not a prank nigga
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| I’m a felon, parolee
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| I still smoke rollies
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| You ain’t gotta find Jesus, I’ll leave you Holy
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| They ain’t gotta find God, I’ll baptize your homies
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| Then crack another Patron and toast memories
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| I’m top of New York, bad man, nothing nice
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| Bitch king me, top me off like a dirty Sprite
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| Yo too much of my life’ll get you fucked up
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| Way more than that LQ and blunt, dun
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| They rated me triple X, I’m too vulgar
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| I start finger-fuckin' that Mac, it’s all over |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I.M.D.K.V. , by - The Alchemist. Song from the album Rapper's Best Friend 3: An Instrumental Series, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп