| Niggas love to scream at players while they sitting in the rafters
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| Step, reveal and get embarrassed like when Cass ripped up Disaster
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| I’m like half Marilyn Manson
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| The other half a young scholastic
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| (?) Sid vicious, confidence of Young Mick Jacker
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| I be rolling stone, rest in piece to Peep whoever overdosed
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| We third and goal, I’m Brady off the snap
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| You know we going home, since last year been in my zone
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| Give all hell no cortisone, that nigga pops his weakness shows
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| The cold heat will let him know
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| Twisted off the gnac while twisting up the pack
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| Used to cop it by the half P, and move it in the trap My nigga Juice had the
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| weight
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| That nigga put us on the map don’t let the colored hair fool you
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| Nigga live with the strap, you can see it in the scars
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| Coulda died to be richer, went to jail and did a bid
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| While just trying to make a flip, used to push weight in crack cars Since nigga
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| was a kid, my lil home caught a charge
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| And we ain’t seen him ever since (Lawd, lawd)
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| I got two hoes for the night, Shoutout to my exes
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| No detectives in that single life
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| Rent the coupe I’m breaking lights, Soldiers close I earn my stripes
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| Play your roll or pay the price
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| Drop the location, Pull up in spaceship like its an invasion
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| AK a starter you on the bench waiting, internet beefin then step to the
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| pavement, niggas retreat before we get to spraying
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| Just like a roach but I strike you like Raiden (Uh)
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| I get the bag and I stack it up stack it up that be the simple equation (Uh)
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| Took me a Mario mushroom and leveled up
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| Lord be witness my niggas shoot heaven up
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| I don’t do regular, hot like a nebula (Uh)
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| She gave me top and I severed her
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| I be the alien and I’m the predator (Uh)
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| Watch me clear out the perimeter
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| Niggas talk loud but inside they be feminine
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| Open the cabinet the reefer my medicine (Uh)
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| Hate when they see me like nemesis
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| I keep it humble and reap all the benefits
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| She getting loose for the hell of it
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| I’m wearing Prada you know what that represent
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| She throwing it back she competitive
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| Soon as I hit it she losing her membership
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| I had to VS my tennises
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| Now my shit hittin like Venus and Tennis hit
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| I got two hoes for the night, Shoutout to my exes
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| No detectives in that single life
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| Rent the coupe I’m breaking lights, Soldiers close I earn my stripes
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| Play your roll or pay the price
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| I got two hoes for the night, Shoutout to my exes
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| No detectives in that single life
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| Rent the coupe I’m breaking lights, Soldiers close I earn my stripes
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| Play your roll or pay the price |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Detectives , by - The Underachievers. Song from the album Lords of Flatbush 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп