| I get… momma, she’s fucked up,
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| It’s no playing for you doll, keep your head up!
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| I just come to the city, young niggas still witty
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| So this summer it’s gonna be a killing.
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| Plus I got the feeling some pussy ass rappers gonna try to play me,
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| And the record label might not try to pay me.
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| But fuck it, I’m a spazz out, spazz out,
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| I think I’m a spazz out, spazz out!
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| I just talked to my homie, said he ain’t assed out
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| He got a chopper, and I know he’s about to spazz out.
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| Let me put it… broke the grass out,
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| I’m going green on them hoes my block a cash cow
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| I put 'em whine up, drop 'em black and broke 'em…
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| These niggers still talking ignas I’m a crash out!
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| I’m about to crash out, I’m about to crash out!
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| A brand new beamer, a brand new phone and nigga crashed out
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| And if I had to shoot a nigga, I’m just gon bail out,
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| Kck up my feet, watch bet and kush my self out
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| I never said a lot, labels say I held out
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| Cause I’m made 80k/week don’t give a hell about!
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| The realest nigga walking my shows gon sell out
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| I’m talking chickens bitch, let’s break the scale out
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| I’m about to spazz out, spazz out,
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| I think I’m a spazz out, spazz out!
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| I put my mind in this shit, grind in this shit, blood, sweat, and tears I put
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| my time in this shit! |
| Niggas took the easy route, I had to climb in this shit.
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| From Cocaine Muzik 1 to? |
| Cocaine Muzik number 6!
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| I’m a spazz out, spazz out,
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| Fuck it, I’m a spazz out, spazz out!
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| And this that cocaine muzik forget I’m about to lose it,
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| Mac 19 extended clips niggas gon make me use it
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| I’m a beat that pussy up bitch, I’ll throw my balls in…
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| Spank that ass… cocaine muzik
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| Hold on, stop the beat, cut me up
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| Make sure niggas hear me clearly
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| This is my appectance speech!
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| I’m the gangsta of the year
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| Thanks the soda, thanks the kitchen
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| Thanks the… that show me love
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| Thanks the trap before I leave the stage, I must salute the plug
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| Thank the streets, thank every nigga that ever doubted me…
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| Thanks to beef kept me on my toes like I 'oughta be
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| Look at me balling now, right where I’m supposed to be,
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| Feds won’t trap a nigga, hit me with conspiracy
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| Fuck it, do your job then
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| Broke, I’m a rob then
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| I need organized crime, we’re a mob, then!
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| Bring the streets back like some hard then
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| This shit is real life, so I’m a put my heart in!
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| Gangsta of the year
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| Realest nigga of all time
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| Streets cast ya votes
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| It’s nomination time
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| Gotti! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Intro (CM2) , by - Yo Gotti. Song from the album CM2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп