| I could take you niggas any day
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| Causing storm weather for you featherweights
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| Hit the J, then I fade away
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| Shorty bounce it bounce it like a 808
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| Leopard shepherd on my paper chase
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| Know the kid was destined had to elevate
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| Every sentence make the record break
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| Got your Mrs. missin' when I’m in the state
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| My nigga I’m livin' dreams I’m feelin' lucid
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| My spirit is livin' freely like a Buddhist
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| My haters still got the tooly, Home Improvement
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| Bitch nigga we stuff the Gucci with the uzi
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| It’s written you can’t outdo me I’m the truest
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| Give me brain like Newton maybe I’ll recruit you
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| But baby no I ain’t tryna bride and groom you
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| When I say recruit you, I’m just tryna screw you
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| Young nigga, can’t no one stop us
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| Coppers try to lock us but we always prosper
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| Blowin' ganja smoke, shit we know the the farmers
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| All these dollars blowin' thank the holy father
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| Still we goin' harder like it’s no tomorrow
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| No respect, we reckless but we know the knowledge
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| Countin' every blessing tryna ignore the nonsense
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| But don’t try to test us we resort to violence
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| Don’t get in the way
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| Actin' up we pull up and then clear the stage
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| Got a yellow chick with me she lemonade
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| Blowin' smoke like a chimney to heal the pain
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| Henny all in her kidney she feel a way
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| But your boy like Houdini I can’t be chained
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| You can call me on curtain from any angle
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| And I don’t hit the purp 'less it’s OG flavored
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| And you know we blazin'
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| I could take you niggas any day
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| Causing storm weather for you featherweights
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| Hit the J, then I fade away
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| Shorty bounce it bounce it like a 808
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| Leopard shepherd on my paper chase
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| Know the kid was destined had to elevate
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| Every sentence make the record break
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| Got your Mrs. missin' when I’m in the state
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| Scratchin' the serial cannot trace us
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| Got a spanish and white chick I’m never racist
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| We gon' stalk on a nigga he think we playin'
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| Throw him into the truck we police detainin'
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| I think I finished my cup I’ma need replacements
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| No this chick ain’t a slut but she think I’m famous
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| I been fuckin' my lungs off this OG flavors
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| Purple stuffed in a blunt for a rare occasion
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| He pulled up with the snub and he went to sprayin'
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| Couple bucks to the gut bet it leave him layin'
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| Don’t be tryin' your luck all my niggas shameless
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| We came up out the slums we ain’t tryna change it
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| We resort to the pump if it’s time to spray
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| And not reluctant to bust niggas mine impatient
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| But I live for the love 'cause the time is wasted
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| Wish good luck to the cuz hope my niggas make it
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| Crippin' I bet
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| See me my flag on the left
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| Cruisin' I ride with the Tec
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| Wet up his set
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| Hollow the tip with the lead
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| Burn up a sip of the meds
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| Duckin' the feds
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| Vision on point like a lens
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| Aim out the coupe or the Benz
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| Get him, he dead
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| Split up the ends with the set
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| All of my niggas get bread
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| Fuck up a check
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| I could take you niggas any day
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| Causing storm weather for you featherweights
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| Hit the J, then I fade away
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| Shorty bounce it bounce it like a 808
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| Leopard shepherd on my paper chase
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| Know the kid was destined had to elevate
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| Every sentence make the record break
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| Got your Mrs. missin' when I’m in the state |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Any Day, artist - The Underachievers. Album song Renaissance, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп