| Raw is Flygod
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| Ayo
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| Ayo, Patek wrist, took the cracks out the pots, geometrics (Ah)
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| Bag the extras, lookin' like the richest ever in the pickup Tesla (Skrt)
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| Hundred shots to whoever (Brr), we want wars with the best (Brr)
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| Elephant trunks stuck to less (Ah), four hundred thousand on the neck
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| Knock off your head, fuck a vest (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom),
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| you ever seen brains scattered? |
| (Ah)
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| Right in front of mama love, that type of shit don’t matter (Boom, boom, boom,
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| boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
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| Started gettin' better work, then the money came faster (Ah)
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| Had to sit down a bit, came home, back at it
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| Same fork was faithful, we catch a body, let the Ace pour (Brr, brr, brr)
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| Hit the brick with a Claiborne kick, rock a Liz Claiborne, it ain’t safe for
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| 'em (Ah)
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| Mafia, what else?
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| Block work
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| Stood tall on that murder rock, the threat is on the compound
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| Twenty-man tanks here, twenty four hour lockdown
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| Was wanted on the net by the detects, number one suspected
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| Callin' home collect, Auntie Nette the only one acceptin'
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| One count felony firearm, two counts of drug possession
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| Three counts of felonious assault without a murder weapon
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| On the west side with 'bout thirty blicks, got the most gun collection
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| Plus a whole array of thirty clips, with a whole drum selection
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| Young and restless, all my youngins scandalous, don’t need none protection
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| Undercovers pressin', wanna know what’s me and Gunn connection
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| Know the feds watchin', tryna catch us touchin' tons of metric
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| Whole camp solid, snatch us up, you won’t get one confession
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| Hustlin' medication, takin' medicine for depression
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| Under investigation, never been the one to question
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| Plug on my level, seen the talent from the first impression
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| Russian cut my bezel, caesar salad with the Russian dressin'
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| Where we at?
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| Ayo, Patek wrist, took the cracks out the pots, geometrics (Ah)
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| Bag the extras, lookin' like the richest ever in the pickup Tesla (Skrt)
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| Hundred shots to whoever (Brr), we want wars with the best (Brr)
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| Elephant trunks stuck to less (Ah), four hundred thousand on the neck
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| Knock off your head, fuck a vest (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom),
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| you ever seen brains scattered? |
| (Ah)
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| Right in front of mama love, that type of shit don’t matter (Boom, boom, boom,
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| boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
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| Started gettin' better work, then the money came faster (Ah)
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| Had to sit down a bit, came home, back at it
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| Same fork was faithful, we catch a body, let the Ace pour (Brr, brr, brr)
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| Hit the brick with a Claiborne kick, rock a Liz Claiborne, it ain’t safe for
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| 'em (Ah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Claiborne Kick , by - Westside Gunn. Song from the album Pray for Paris, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп