| We got me in the motherfuckin' booth
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| Come inside the game and I’m always spitting the truth
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| Motherfuckers know me I’m a solider give the gun and shoot
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| And they gotta salute
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| Moving around just like a snake inside of the water
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| Taking the blade so I can slaughter
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| Killing your family, stealing your fucking daughter
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| Niggas know that I would just hit them straight out of order like some dominos
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| Making them fall like the fucking bottle
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| Like I had 7 Dragon Balls
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| I can summon them
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| The motherfucker straight up out the ground
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| If you wanna go against us have it just like come around like a motherfuckin'
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| boomerang
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| Knocking niggas through a wall when they go against me
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| I’m the king of them all
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| I would never ever stop
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| No, my heart would never stop
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| And if you wanna knock me down then you gotta pull that Glock
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| Yeah bitch watch me hop I drop rocks I move in your lane
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| I smoke too much marijuana inside of my brain
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| They got me feelin like I’m high as fuck, riding the train
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| I got that girlfriend her name (seems to be) Mary Jane
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| I got the Payne like Max
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| I got backpacks on top of my back
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| I may smack your face with some snacks
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| And if you wanna talk that shit about me you spittin' diss at me and my clique
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| Motherfucker ill be coming right back
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| (Bridge)
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| (Nag nag) getting dragged through the ground
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| Motherfucker’s already know that I shut it down
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| Ride with my city, die for my city
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| I don’t really give a damn if my life is shitty
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| Shit I’m hot up in the game
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| You’ve never gotta understand I’m that motherfuckin' man
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| I’ve got the plan, I’ve got it inside of my brain
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| I’m on top of a train
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| I’m popping these bitches
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| Dropping they (things)
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| And they know me that
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| I’m the motherfucker inside of the game
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| An RPG is what you seem to be
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| And me I keep it on top of my shoulder
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| I’ll smack you with a boulder
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| I’m colder
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| I’m taking over
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| I’ve got the game wrapped around my fucking hand like a cobra
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| Do I gotta show ya?
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| That I’m the hottest MC and I never gotta stop it
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| I’m representing my city, bitch, come and stop it
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| Like a stop sign
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| Your soul is mine
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| You goin' against me, I’ll knock you down and in line, bitch
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| I’m TVBUU, and do not forget it
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| Cuz every freestyle is hot whenever I spit it
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| Writing/Riding with these motherfuckers
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| On a fucking mission
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| Going against me, I’ll put you in critical condition
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| It’s critical you listen
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| Cuz critics are missing
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| Everything I’m spittin'
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| And I always be shittin'
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| On this fuckin' track
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| Let me go back to my rhymes
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| Motherfucker cuz I’m about to get back on the track
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| Shit I’m hot bringing bitches to the ground
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| Ride with these niggas that be coming from the town
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| Coming from Houston, bitch that’s my city
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| I got 5 hoes, bout to suck on some titties
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| Bitch get with me, yo
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| Look at me now
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| Last year I was getting only 15 thousands plays
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| And now seems today I’m half way to making a million plays in a few days
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| I don’t play I just slay
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| «Yeah, hold on. |
| You know what I mean?
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| We’re freestyling up in this motherfucker
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| You know? |
| I’m hot up in this studio shit, you know?
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| So I mean, I know you motherfuckers are probably just listening
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| Right now cuz you want something to bob your heads to, you know?
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| So I think I’m gonna (???) or some shit, you know? |
| (???) Yuh, yuh, aight, look-»
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| Bitches get down
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| Got 5 bitches, (that its how) yo ass down
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| Ride for my city, die for my city
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| I don’t give a damn if the sky looks pretty
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| Bitches get with me
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| (Outro)
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| Like a fucking cobra
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| I be taking all your shit like a trophy
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| You know me, bitch you’re probably gettin' rained on |