| All my niggas bout they business
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| Ronnie made off with the chicken
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| Nigga stash it as I get it
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| And I never dropped a rock
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| I’m a phenom like Lebron
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| I’m like Mussolini
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| Genghis Khan
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| A Leader of the town
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| No hype beasts I’m Undefeated
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| Flow so cold might be anemic
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| Rise like Phoenix
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| Day n' night
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| We blowing Keisha
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| Know I need it
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| What’s ya fantasy I treat It
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| Lick her down and from the feet up
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| Got my crown for prize I beat up
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| Gotham City I’m your leader
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| Been a minute since I payed any y’all some attention
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| I’m like Young Kobe with the bars, got the godly precision
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| And I ain’t worried bout no drama cause karma be with em
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| Plus I’m lieutenant send an army and niggas gon'(Let's get em!)
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| My niggas bang Glocks, don’t make em bang cops
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| My fuckin' city keep them thangs cocked, to make a lame drop
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| You see who with me, nigga play watch, I bet your gang flop
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| You niggas silly, bet your main ___? |
| she give me straight top when she be with
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| me
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| This nigga think he really got it double fix your block up
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| I’m rollin' choppers out the sticky nigga know i stalk up
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| I’m duckin' cops, I keep my opps, look for them black Impalas
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| We live on top and got no worries like Hakuna Matata, who gon' stop us
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| (Verse 4: AK)
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| Know I got it open wallet
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| Benji’s pop out like I’m stylish
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| With my goddess, like my weed they both exotic
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| Both define us, catch the spirit Jay Electronic
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| When the critics hear they bobbin'
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| Perfect timing cause I came up from the bottom
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| And had nada
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| More dollars mean more problems
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| Makes sense why you don’t get bothered
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| My riders don’t get tired
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| Run up on us get expired
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| She want to meet the sire
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| Meet the savior, pay the tithe
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| Had the best night of her life
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| She go home to you, she quiet
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| Been a minute since I payed any y’all some attention
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| I’m like Young Kobe with the bars, got the godly precision
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| And I ain’t worried bout no drama cause karma be with em
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| Plus I’m lieutenant send an army and niggas gon'(Let's get em!)
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| My niggas bang Glock’s, don’t make em bang cops
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| My fuckin' city keep them thang’s cocked, to make a lame drop
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| You see who with me, nigga play watch, I bet your gang flop
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| You niggas silly, bet your main ___? |
| she give me straight top when she be with
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| me
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| Smoking loud so ma be cautious
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| Fronto make that bitch feel nauseous
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| (?) we toss it
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| Back on the block in the morning
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| Hate on the god 'cause we soaring
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| Views from the top don’t get boring
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| All my garments Saint Laurent
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| All my knowledge is foreign
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| I drop a deuce inside my drink rest in peace Speaker Knocerz
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| When your bitch kick it with the kid she text she playin' soccer
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| Nigga no limit to the shit, Master P, Silkk The Shocker
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| Ain’t really tryin' to get inside and let her suck me proper
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| These niggas shootin' everywhere like that shit ain’t no problem
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| They put the guns inside the hood and wonder why we wildin
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| They killin' niggas in the street, they tryin' to keep us silent
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| You stir the people up enough they gon' resort to violence
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Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Young Kobe, artist - The Underachievers. Album song It Happened In Flatbush, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп