| Yeah, come on
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| Yeah, look
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| Polo Pazzy, come on
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| These bullets is like mosquitoes
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| I put the clip in and they get to spittin' like they the Migos
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| The Sin with Don Quixote and Cueva de Montesinos
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| These bullets burn, ahki, they hotter than jalapeños
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| He wonder what he did to his man
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| This fool motherfucker comin' out the tinted Sedan
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| I had to end it all so I could just see where it began
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| This a five piece Kimono like I live in Japan
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| Allah is the All Sufficient and for that I’m relieved
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| Y’all are disobeying God, pa, Adam and Eve
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| This a P380 comin' out of my sleeve
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| The merciful or the mercy that’s the ladder of (P) (?)
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| I’m a Don, you a batiman, y’all can see the differences
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| My name rings bells and y’all ain’t got no significance
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| I’m back on (rack crystal) and it’s over the stairs (?)
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| And why is you still talkin' home, nobody cares, yeah
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| Them bye-bye boys got the drop on 'em (huh!)
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| This infrared beam put the dots on 'em (huh!)
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| That’s my motherfuckin' ahk and I rock for 'em
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| Ay’body hit the fuckin' deck when them Glocks drawn
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| Y’all be fuckin' 'round with one-times
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| Choppers laid out, that’s a mafuckin' drum line
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| I got goons on the mafuckin' front line
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| There’s warriors and silver-back gorillas in my bloodline
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| There’s devils movin' everywhere, mafuckers shape-shift
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| The gem star gonna get his batiman a face lift
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| His skin hangin' off, blood drippin' from the blade tip
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| AK’s, banana clips have me goin' ape shit
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| Your head is over the mantle
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| And you don’t know nothin' and knowin' is half the battle
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| So pull up on me if you want 'em to die
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| His body’s that’s in the ocean and his son’s in the sky
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| You a Kaffer and a Kaffer is a thing I denounce
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| Here’s a free shot for you homie, drinks on the house
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| There’s two horses pullin' me, I’m chillin' in the barouche
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| Here’s a bullet with your name on it big as a mouse
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| Toma!
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| Them bye-bye boys got the drop on 'em (huh!)
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| This infrared beam put the dots on 'em (huh!)
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| That’s my motherfuckin' ahk and I rock for 'em
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| Ay’body hit the fuckin' deck when them Glocks drawn |