| Picture this shit you facing
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| Totalin body and murderous situations against nations we organize like maces
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| Got killers patiently waitin
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| Different places you facing the yellow taping and federal x with graces
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| We ruinin your reputation
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| Momma in the hospital pacing for every shot you taking
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| The doctors can’t stop the shaking
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| See faces blazin
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| Like the son of Satan that punished your creation
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| Versus me, it’s like a gun that gets nathan
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| What you expect? |
| (say what)
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| Like a neutron on deck (yeah)
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| Nigga you gonna catch rays (ha)
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| You confess lets get cash and thangs (ugh huh)
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| Smokin flash and range
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| Cause we mash and bang
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| Till the vet we slay (ahhhhhhh)
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| Motherfucker, let it reign
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| (Bennie Franks)
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| Now they knowing that we mash and bang
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| Texas 380 in this cash for cash and mask
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| Y’all then fucked up now
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| Let the south and west connect
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| We snatch a soul out ya better chosen swiss cheese your Avirex
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| Whats up now?
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| Me and my nigga Turtle cown (?)
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| To late to rehearse nigga (shit) thangs looking shitty now
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| Pass ya a Phillie pal
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| I’m all up in ya now
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| And when i blast you hear (gunshot)
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| Feeling me now?
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| What i feel for the opponent
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| Smell the aroma
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| Well come swim with these killa piranhas
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| Sharin heat orders slash g’s and fours
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| Street patrollers can’t run when the gasket blows
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| Your caskets close
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| My eyes open
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| You fuck around and get John Blaze now ya broken
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| And now I’m hoping you escape before crimes broken braids on the gallery
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| Fat too many calories I’m ghost Mickey and Mallory
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| (Turtle Banxx)
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| We came motherfucker
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| (Bennie Franks)
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| We came motherfucker
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| (Turtle Banxx)
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| To bang motherfucker
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| (Bennie Franks)
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| To bang motherfucker
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| (Turtle Banxx)
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| With an aim motherfucker
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| (Bennie Franks)
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| With an aim motherfucker
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| (Turtle Banxx)
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| To blow you out your frame motherfucker
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| (Bennie Franks)
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| To blow you out your frame motherfucker
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| (Todd Nitty)
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| Can’t help it to be bogus man
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| You know the game
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| Got me tighter than a choker chain
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| For flashing thang
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| Cash but raps and caine
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| All my thugs grab them thangs
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| Cause we gonna mash and bang
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| Mash and tame
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| (Turtle Banxx)
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| Botherly we and bodies sippin voscie voscily dick the hottie
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| Properly lick a shottie nut up switch a party to a Jason scene
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| Cut up everybody scream «To Shut Up Everybody»
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| Juss means you what up big body?
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| My association with fornication got me exposin tricks
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| Negotiatin motivation for my disposal
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| Body bog
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| Put the mask on fuck it take the mask off
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| Open fire blast motherfuckers then we mash on
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| For the change we bang and the thangedest chain
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| If the nights then the name medallion then blow out his brain
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| Same mobster and baller hit the casino click the revolvers
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| Heat in casinos Turtle Banxx and Bennie Franks
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| G.O. Deniro fuck Denaro
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| Mash the pedal to the metal
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| Ain’t no swashing we heartless bang to this settle
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| You ain’t walking the austin and departing the ghetto carchers (?)
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| Some bledo when when the pistols echo and serve to protect em
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| (Bennie Franks)
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| Fuck them niggas hollerin heat with they narrow barrels
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| I got killers that’ll bang Jason in math terror
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| Your replacements ask Nicholas Cage where ya face went
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| Fake ass hation hanging butt naked in my basement
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| Dip em in honey hang em hot
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| Y’all adjacent vanilla ounce truce let em fly
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| That’ll erase em
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| Should have ran before we cocked back loaded and aim
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| Bennie Franks and Turtle Banxx we mash and bang |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mash & Bang , by - Turtle BanxxSong from the album Twista Presents New Testament 2K: Street Scriptures, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп